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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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796 Chs

268: Feelings Gradually Warming Up _2

Iris Yael stood at the door for a long while, struggling.

The desire to see Amelia Cobb, to explain things to her, was particularly intense.

But even in her urgency, she was afraid.

If Amelia were to question her, how would she respond?

Would she still use the old excuses she had used in her childhood to fob her off?

Iris leaned against the wall, closed her eyes slightly, and tears slipped down from the corners of her eyes.

She was a mess of emotions: conflicts, struggles, heartaches, unbearable pain - all played out on her face.

At three forty-five, Christopher Robinson held Amelia's hand until it was numb. He moved slightly, which slightly awakened the person who had not fallen into a deep sleep.

While Amelia lazily opened her eyes, a familiar face appeared on the glass window of the room. As Amelia froze in surprise, Christopher did not turn back, but he saw the person standing at the door through the glass window.

A midnight, another heart-stopping moment.