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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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298: What do you think? Husband_3

The man held the cigarette between his fingers, and as Amelia Cobb looked back, he bit onto her neck.

The person being bitten sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Didn't we agree that you'd quit smoking?" The man's low and deep voice rang out.

Amelia Cobb tilted her head slightly, reaching up to touch her neck to avoid Christopher Robinson's onslaught. Either pretending or genuinely surprised, she replied, "When did I say that? Can President Robinson rely on evidence when speaking in the future?"

Christopher Robinson didn't expect Amelia to counter him with such a statement. Evidence?

Well, that's a novel way to do things, requiring evidence.

Christopher Robinson understood and nodded in acknowledgment.

As he glanced at Sadie standing not far away, he handed her his cigarette, signaling her to get rid of it.

When Amelia Cobb didn't understand what Christopher Robinson meant by this, the man reached for her waist.