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Mr. Fu's Wife Reincarnated

International negotiator, Evelyn Cobb, was framed and killed. After waking up, she found herself in the body of a newly engaged female college student. When she first confronted her fiance, Christopher Robinson, his tone was cold and aggressive. "If you're obedient, you can stay. If you're not, I'll leave you." When she next confronted him, it was on stage during the International Collegiate Debate Competition at Capital University. She looked at Christopher Robinson, the judge below the stage, and asked in a firm voice, "Mr. Fu, what is marriage to you?" "It is all about mutual benefits," Christopher Robinson answered. Rumor had it that Christopher Robinson, the prince of the business world, married a beautiful wife. Little did he expect his wife to hold a knife to his throat on their wedding night. "In 2009, Evelyn Cobb, an international negotiator, went to Emarica for negotiations with her team. Their plane crashed on the way back. Did you have anything to do with it?" Christopher Robinson's heart shuddered. His suspicions had been confirmed. He looked helplessly at Evelyn Cobb. "I was behind it." Before getting married, she was a pawn on his chessboard. After getting married, she became a medicine he couldn't stop taking. There were rumors that the Jiang family's youngest daughter had no talent. Huh? How should I act? Evelyn Cobb thought. [From being indifferent to being absolutely obsessed with you. The female lead is smart and talented. Step by step, she's getting closer to the truth behind her death.] Conception: Loving yourself is the prerequisite for being loved by someone else.

Li Buyan · Urban
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796 Chs

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Christopher Robinson sat across from her, and as the soup spoon reached her lips, the man's coughing sounded timely.

But it was only a moment, and he put his clenched hand to his lips to stop the coughing.

Amelia Cobb looked at him with the spoon in her hand.

The man got up from the table and muttered in a hoarse voice, "You eat first."

That day, perhaps driven by curiosity, Amelia put down her soup spoon and headed towards the living room.

She saw Christopher taking medicine from a medicine box in the living room cabinet.

Amelia's gaze fixed slightly, and Christopher, perhaps sensing her gaze, turned slightly as he brought the water cup to his lips and saw her standing by the door.

The man calmly put down the cup at his lips: "Finished eating?"

"Sir, Isaac Fenton says the person has been brought."

As Sadie's voice sounded at the bedroom door, Amelia's eyes swept past her, seamlessly unnoticed.

She turned and left, preparing to go downstairs.