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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

87: Getting Married on the Half of July_1

Amelia sensed Christopher Robinson's dislike of her, which came from a soul level.

It cannot be concealed or hidden.

Christopher approached the car, holding Amelia's hand. Without a second thought, Amelia flung his hand away.

"Burn your bridges?" Christopher's tone was cold and direct.

"The premise of burning bridges is that I used Mr. Robinson," Amelia clarified the facts.

"What's the difference between using my people and using me? Please enlighten me, Miss Cobb."

Amelia choked, realizing there really was no difference.

But she would never admit to it.

By admitting it, wouldn't she be inviting Christopher to slap her in the face?

"The difference is, I'm more acquainted with Juliet Walker than Mr. Robinson."

"Really?" Christopher's lips curled up into a smile that Amelia couldn't comprehend.

Saying this, the man took out his phone: "Should I make a call and ask?"

Without thinking, Amelia snatched the phone from Christopher's hand.