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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.

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279: Marriage that is worthy of his open and proper proposal_1

In the afternoon, the air seemed extremely quiet.

As Sylvia Johnson pushed the door open, she saw Amelia Cobb sitting on a pea-green sofa with a cup of coffee on the table in front of her. The white gauze curtains gently fluttered in the breeze from the air conditioner, while the two cats, lying side by side, idly swung their tails, looking extremely comfortable in their leisure.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two cats raised their heads to glance at her before lazily lying back down.

Amelia was looking down at her phone, but put it down when she heard the noise by the door.

Looking at Sadie, she said, "A latte."

Sadie replied, and closed the door as she left.

Sylvia Johnson went straight over to sit on the sofa, looked at Amelia, and smiled, "Do you still prefer coffee?"

"A person's tastes may change, but their hobbies are hard to alter," Amelia crossed her legs, her hands casually resting on her thighs, gazing at Sylvia Johnson sitting across from her.