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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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344: Loyalty is more important than love_1

In the bedroom, Christopher Robinson reached out and grasped Amelia Cobb's palm.

The latter instinctively wanted to squat down to deal with the debris on the ground.

The man held her joints and helped her up: "I got it."

Amelia looked down as the man used a tissue to wrap the broken pieces and throw them into the trash.

"Go wash your hands," Amelia led him to the bathroom.

Standing at the sink, Christopher washed his hands, and Amelia handed him some paper towels for him to dry his hands.

"Thank you," Christopher expressed his gratitude, slowly wiping his hands with the paper towels handed by Amelia.

"Just came back from Orchard Garden."

"I heard that you hosted guests at Orchard Garden today."

Amelia had heard about this news in the morning, Christopher's garden had hosted guests for the first time, and it had captured attention from outsiders.