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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

320: Christopher Robinson said: I have no choice_3

Impossible?

No, no, no, not impossible.

It was Christopher Robinson who clearly knew that in Amelia Cobb's heart, he was not yet qualified to be treated specially.

Knowing one's mistakes and correcting them is commendable, this phrase Amelia can use on Henry Wood, but not on him.

How cruel!

"Amelia, you are really too cruel to me."

The man's lips and teeth fell on her exposed shoulder, causing Amelia to frown slightly.

"Christopher Robinson, if I treated you the way I treat Henry Wood? That would be cruel."

Amelia's hand fell on Christopher's hair, slowly stroking it.

When this long-lost warmth suddenly appeared, Christopher was completely frozen.

And Amelia suddenly realized that her work was done out of habit.

After each of their nights together, Christopher would lie on her as he did today, kissing her gently from her ear to her chest, and she would reach out and gently stroke him as she did now.

They would chat about life and speak sweet words to each other.