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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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363: Congratulations President Robinson_4

They still returned to Orchard Garden.

Christopher Robinson got out of the car first.

He strode into the house, paying no attention to his wife who was just found to be pregnant.

Once inside, he first went to the washroom and splashed cold water on his face.

Then he went to the dining room, opened the refrigerator, and gulped down a glass of iced water.

One glass after another trying to quell the rage within him.

Amelia Cobb watched from the side, feeling his emotional fluctuation was too intense, secretly pondering the reason.

After thinking it all over, the only thing she could think of was her pregnancy.

Amelia, dressed in a dark green sweater, stood at the dining room door, looking at Christopher. "If you don't want it, you can——"

Thud. The man slammed his glass onto the table, his cold, angry eyes fixated on her, devoid of any warmth, "Want it? Why wouldn't I?"

"I've been longing for it for a long time, why wouldn't I want it now that it's finally here?"