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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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The man chuckled abruptly, "True."

"Sandra," Antony looked up, a hint of deliberation crossed his eyes. It seemed he had made up his mind to speak after a long silence.

However, before a word escaped his lips, Sandra interrupted, "Antony, some things are already beyond the time for explanation."

"Sandra," Antony tried to argue.

"I've slept with Charles Glenn."

"I don't care."

Sandra cut him off sharply, "Many times."

"Sandra," Antony was shocked.

"He's better in bed than you, more gentle, and also respects women."

"I don't want to hear this," those words were like a stab for Antony.

"Then what do you want to hear?" Sandra retorted.