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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
796 Chs

126: If you have the ability, come in _1

The man's scorching chest contrasted sharply with Amelia Cobb's cold body.

The person in the white coat who approached her had a worried expression on their face.

He asked Amelia gently, "Are you okay?"

Amelia knew that this concern was just from a doctor for a patient and nothing more.

That night, Christopher Robinson stood behind Amelia, his tall figure like a towering tree.

It prevented her from trembling out of control.

When asked by the others, Christopher wrapped his arm around Amelia's waist and casually replied, "No problem, thank you."

Mr. Cobb nodded and didn't linger. Instead, he went back into the operating room with his phone.

At this moment, Amelia felt that every inch of her body was screaming, urging her to go and seek the warmth that should belong to her.

But the commotion in her mind refused to let her proceed.