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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

376: Big sister isn't that fragrant_1

Amelia Cobb's earlier experiences determined that she was not a person who had high demands for life.

In those years, she had her fair share of roughing it in war-torn areas despite her seemingly glamorous appearance.

She often went through cycles of hunger and satiation.

She couldn't stay home more than a few days before heading to the next battlefield.

Whenever she returned home, it was always a mess, with expired food in the refrigerator, and perhaps instant noodles from two months ago still on the dining table, emitting a foul smell.

The first thing an exhausted person would do when they got home was to throw themselves onto the sofa and not wanting any further movement or conversation.

Compared to Christopher Robinson's deep-rooted aristocratic temperament,

Amelia definitely belonged to the slovenly category.

As for food, she didn't care too much about it either.

Indulging in the pleasures of the mouth was non-existent for her.