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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

98: Are you sick?_1

Christopher Robinson never asked anyone if they were willing or wanted to do something in a particular way. Instead, he decided how to arrange things, and they had to follow suit.

Amelia Cobb stood by the sofa, looking at Christopher Robinson, and finally asked, "I don't know if Mr. Robinson has ever heard of a saying."

Christopher Robinson didn't look up: "You tell me."

"Some people should have a limit. You should know whether I like you or not, and whether I want to see you or not."

Amelia was puzzled, how could such a grown man not see that she didn't want to see him?

Day after day, he approached her like an annoying turtle, and she didn't know what he wanted.

"If I were to consider Miss Cobb's thoughts too much, we would never meet in this life. No, not even in eight lifetimes."

Christopher Robinson's indifferent tone made Amelia feel a bit uncaring.

"I want to go home."