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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

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When Amelia Cobb found out about this, her eyebrows knit together slightly: "Do you want me to go with you?"

The person standing by the car heard Amelia's question and fell silent for a moment before saying, "I want you to be with me, but not with visiting Madeline Carter as a prerequisite. Be good and wait for me at home."

The man bent down and gently pecked her lips.

His slender fingertips landed on her hair and slowly stroked it as if caressing a cat, "Good girl."

...

At exactly nine o'clock, Amelia returned to Orchard Garden.

Christopher Robinson went to the villa.

Upon arriving, the atmosphere in the villa was heavy. Ivy Harrison was drenched in sweat, as if she had just gone through a fierce battle.

Leaning against the living room wall and gasping for air, she opened her eyes in fear at the sound of the man's footsteps, "Sir."

Christopher acknowledged with a hum.

His gaze swept through the messy living room.

All the objects in the room were strewn on the floor.