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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 · 都市
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039: Taking advantage and still crying foul_1

She wasn't a fickle person.

But some things, she could never hold in her palm for the rest of her life with peace of mind.

For example —— Kallie Rayno's motherly love.

Never having given, she dared not possess.

Amelia Cobb's stiff back betrayed her, Kallie yearned for her daughter and hadn't seen her for days, but she never noticed this strangeness.

Several continuous inquiries made Amelia feel immense pressure.

For instance, when Kallie touched her hand and said, "You've lost weight."

Amelia sighed softly, "My weight is normal."

Kallie asked again, "Why did you curl your hair?"

"It was too long, I wanted to do something with it."

Everyday care and greeting seemed normal, but what was abnormal was herself, who had taken on someone else's daughter's identity.

"It looks good."

Kallie's gaze was gentle and cool like the moonlight of the Property Management.

But Amelia didn't like it.

The feeling of being forced made her feel trapped.