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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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78: You are Evelyn Cobb_1

Christopher Robinson's gaze fixed on Amelia Cobb was like a wild wolf, and Amelia, in the man's gaze, saw a bit of something she didn't want to see.

The man's hand still on the back of her head, his unwavering gaze and cold face made Amelia shudder.

"What does Mr. Robinson mean?" Amelia endured and endured, suppressing her emotions.

"You are not Amelia Cobb," Christopher Robinson asserted very confidently, with a sense of confidence.

She had heard Christopher Robinson say this before, but today...was different.

A business tycoon who fought in all directions, his unwavering words were like a sinking needle piercing straight into the East Sea, steady and strong.

"Then who am I?" Amelia countered.

Christopher Robinson's hand resting on her face slowly stroked her cheek, curling his lips and smiling deeply.

"Whoever you are, but now you are my fiancée."

He knew!

This is the emotion that suddenly flashed through Amelia's mind.