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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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366: Has President Robinson and his wife not divorced? _3

Sandra Smith silently looked at him.

Antony Brown continued, "Sandra, although we have had differences in our paths, our origins have never changed. These eight years, I have wronged you. Just like you said, I have no conscience."

Antony Brown stared at Sandra Smith as if he had a thousand words to say.

But when the words reached his lips, they were held back.

He picked up the newspaper on the bed, casually flipped through it, and placed it back on the hospital bed, "I'll clarify this."

Sandra Smith thought he would explain or question, but Antony Brown was calm. He gave a simple solution without any explanation or questioning. She knew this solution from the beginning.

It was close to the answer but came from someone else's mouth.

"As for Charles Glenn, I won't sue him. You can rest assured."

Sandra Smith couldn't believe that Antony Brown would be so easygoing. She looked at him with skepticism, "What do you want?"

"Nothing."