The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 161

Chapter 161: Plotting his death

"Oh Martin," she whispered, approaching his bedside. "Is there anything you actually own? You did not own the company, now you did not own the house." She resisted the urge to slap him, knowing that the mark would be seen by a nurse. She paced around the room in

frustration.

"What was the use of marrying you? What is the use of you living? Why can't you just die?"

she muttered.

A small, dark part of her wondered if it would be better to kill him now. But those feelings had been borne of one heated, fleeting moment of anger. She did not dare to actually do it. She was already suspected by the police for harming him, if she tried anything, she would be the first to be arrested. She did not feel bad for wanting to kill him. This was a desperate thought borne from her dissatisfaction towards his uselessness; surely no sane person could hold it against

her.

As if her doubts had summoned it, the hospital room door opened to reveal two figures entering Martin's doctor, along with a grim-looking police officer. Gina felt her stomach drop.

"Mrs. Jones," the doctor began in a gentle tone. "This is Officer Bradshaw. He just needs to ask you a few questions."

The pit in Gina's gut yawned wider. They knew. Somehow, they'd found out about those terrible things she had done.

"You have nothing to worry about if you just tell the truth, ma'am," the cop intoned, stepping closer with a notepad in hand.

"I thought this was an accident? Why are you getting involved?" Gina asked.

normal. We have enough reason to at least look into their claims," Officer

is probably my nieces. They have always hated me and since I was the one at home with him when the accident took place, they suspect me. If Martin could wake up all these could be solved." Gina looked at Martin's still form on the bed with sad eyes. But this was nothing compared to what she felt inside. It was rage. Why was she in this situation? Was it not because of this useless man? His own father ignored him and handed all his property to his sister.

with fear. She wanted to protest her innocence some more, but what if this officer already had evidence against her? Her mind whirred frantically until the

showing signs of potentially emerging from his coma very

condition like that may have simply delayed the process,

Gina's fieart plummeted while a new, bone-chilling realization crept up her spine. If Martin awoke, he would tell them everything; she was the one who pushed him down the stairs. If he testified against her,

hands began to tremble violently, the police officer's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Ma'am? Are you

unstick as she finally found her voice - though it emerged as calm as

could muster.

into a coma. When he wakes up, everything should return to how it has always been," she said with

ears as the doctor's words sank in Martin could wake up from his coma soon. She had always hoped for her husband's recovery, but now

the doctor checked Martin's vitals and made some notes on his chart. The police officer who had accompanied him, Officer Bradshaw, watched her with a hawkish gaze. Gina could feel his eyes boring into her, as if he could see right through to

what felt like an eternity, the doctor excused himself, leaving Gina alone with the imposing officer. She barely

notepad. "To begin, can you walk me through exactly what happened the day Mr. Jones was admitted? Who was present,

to regulate her breathing. They were investigating how Martin's coma had occurred - which

involvement.

slipped on the staircase. He fell and hit his head very badly

her tongue, burning her from the inside out with their deception But she had to

expression remained impassive as he jotted something down. "I see. And there were

"N-no, it was just the two of us, like I said. His children never come around...they don't exactly

kicked herself - that was laying it on too thick. But Bradshaw simply

thoroughly regardless. Families can often be... complicated, as I'm sure you know." His tone remained infuriatingly neutral. "Now,

sequence of events once more from the very