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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

79: I am Evelyn Cobb_1

Christopher Robinson's emotions crumbled at this moment.

While he initially had the upper hand, Amelia Cobb took control of the situation.

The image of the aloof girl played rapidly in his mind.

The way she tilted her head and smiled mockingly stirred his feelings.

Christopher lowered his gaze, looking at his still-open palm. The man gently smiled and pushed Amelia against the tree behind him: "You said you're not Amelia..."

With his words came action, his large palm creeping beyond her waist.

Inch by inch, moving up...

"If Miss Cobb insists she's not Amelia, then tomorrow I'll tell Mr. Cobb to expedite the wedding. Then, Miss Cobb can legally become my wife and fulfill her marital duties."

Amelia, looking at Christopher in front of her, felt a manic pounding in her heart. She understood his words. This man wanted to force her to admit the truth. But if she confessed now, she would either face an insurmountable abyss or endless scrutiny.

Christopher was forcing her.