webnovel

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

61: There shouldn't be anyone else digging graves in the middle of the night like us, right?_1

Western Suburb Cemetery is a well-known place throughout the capital. Why is it famous?

Because ordinary people cannot enter places like this, the people who can come and lie here must meet many requirements.

Amelia Cobb stepped out of the car and looked at Abner Rodriguez: "Wait for me here; I'll be right back. If I don't come out, just stay here and don't move, so as not to be discovered by anyone."

"Amelia," Abner saw her leaving and grabbed her wrist, "Can you tell me what you're going to do in there?"

"I have an old friend who lives in here, and I want to see her."

Abner: ...

He looked at Amelia, his back sweating coldly. A friend who lives in the cemetery - a dead person?

"I'll go with you!" Abner wasn't as fearless as Amelia, but he didn't want her, a girl, to go to the graveyard alone late at night.