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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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Amelia didn't comply and tried to break free.

Christopher Robinson held her hand and pulled her closer to him, using his free hand to support her head as he leaned down to kiss her. During the entanglement, he bit her gently, one nibble after another.

It made Amelia pant heavily until Christopher let go of her.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's neck, burying her face in his embrace, her breathing erratic.

"True? Or false?" The man asked as he held her, his tone gentle and questioning as he caressed her back.

Amelia, whose breathing had calmed down a bit, nuzzled the man's neck and whispered, "True."

"Tired from the busy day?"

From picking up the marriage certificate in the morning to moving in, Amelia nodded, "A little."

"Want to take a break?" the man gently coaxed her.

"What about you?"

"I have some documents to deal with in the study."

"I'll go with you to the study for a break."