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.

accident did not seem to be normal. We have enough reason to at

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

what if this officer already

add... Martin is showing signs of potentially emerging from his coma

like that may have simply delayed the process,

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, she would be finished. Her world could come crashing down irreparably. She did try to kill

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

finally found her voice - though

could muster.

into a coma. When he wakes up,

could wake up from his coma soon. She had always hoped for her husband's recovery, but now that it seemed imminent, sheer panic gripped her. If Martin

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

alone with the imposing officer. She barely had

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

as she fought to regulate her breathing. They were investigating how Martin's coma had occurred

involvement.

an accident, officer," she managed in a wavering tone. "We were home alone, and Martin slipped on the staircase. He

like acid on her tongue, burning her from the inside out with their deception But she had to try and maintain her version of events as long as

there were no witnesses to corroborate your

like I said. His children never come around...they don't exactly approve of me. My son was up

herself - that was laying it on too thick. But Bradshaw simply nodded, his

often be... complicated, as I'm sure you know." His tone

of events once more