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

solved." Gina looked at Martin's still form on the bed with sad eyes. But this was nothing compared to what she

this officer already had evidence

showing signs of potentially emerging from

the process, but it seems he'll make a full recovery before

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

hands began to tremble violently, the police officer's eyes narrowed

felt her throat unstick as she finally found her

could muster.

this. So much has happened since he went into a coma. When he wakes up, everything should return to how it has

could wake up from his coma soon. She had always hoped for her husband's recovery, but now

her composure as 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

alone with the imposing officer. She barely

ask you some questions about the incident that led to your husband's current condition," he stated, flipping open a small notepad. "To begin, can you walk me through exactly what happened the day Mr. Jones was admitted? Who was present, what he was doing beforehand, any confrontations or

throat went dry as she fought to regulate her breathing. They were investigating how

involvement.

officer," she managed in a wavering tone. "We were home alone, and Martin slipped

on her tongue, burning her from the inside out with their deception But she had to try and maintain her version

impassive as he jotted something down. "I see. And there were no witnesses to corroborate

quickly. "N-no, it was just the two of us, like I said. His children never come around...they don't exactly approve of me. My son was up in

- that was laying it on too thick. But Bradshaw

Families can often be... complicated,

of events once more