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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 · Thành thị
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"That's my goal, Amelia, I want what's best for you more than anyone else, and as you said, I've fallen in love with you."

The sudden confession aroused ripples in Amelia's previously calm eyes. She looked at Christopher, the astonishment and disbelief playing out alternately in her gaze.

It was a feeling of near disbelief.

"I stabbed you."

"I did it for you," Christopher looked at Amelia, speaking word by word.

"Through a series of misfortunes, I became one of them, and I'm sorry."

Was Christopher a foul-mouthed person?

Yes.

To the point that Amelia wished she could stab him a couple more times, but she couldn't deny that what he said made sense.

The more she showed her prowess, the more dangerous it would be for her loved ones.

And Christopher's foresight was far greater than hers at this moment.