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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

355: What should I do, I want to throw myself at you_2

Amelia Cobb blinked, as if waiting for him to continue.

Christopher Robinson began this part of the conversation with, "My father really loved my mother."

"Madeline Carter came from a well-off family, and she never had to do any housework. From a young age, my father instilled in me the idea of taking care of my mother. Every winter, we would eat dumplings together, but it wasn't Madeline or the servants who made them—it was my father. He gave her enough care and made sure the ceremonies of every holiday were elaborate. This continued until I was twenty."

Listening to Christopher Robinson's calm tone, Amelia teased, "Seems like not everything written in books is true."

"Huh?"

"Some people heal their entire lives with their childhood, and some people heal their childhood with their entire lives."

If you miss a stage in life, you miss it, and it's not necessary to try to heal it later on.

She and Christopher Robinson had two completely different childhoods.