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.

not seem to be normal. We have enough reason

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

throat constrict with fear. She wanted to protest her innocence some more, but what if this officer already had evidence

signs of potentially emerging from

in his condition like that may have simply delayed the process, but it

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, she would

the police officer's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Ma'am? Are you

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

could muster.

coma. When he

her 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 that

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.

the doctor excused himself, leaving Gina alone with the imposing officer. She barely had a chance to draw a shaky breath before he spoke

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,

went dry as she fought to regulate her breathing. They were investigating how Martin's coma had occurred - which meant suspicion had already been cast

involvement.

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

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

jotted something down. "I see. And there were no witnesses to corroborate your account of what transpired?" Chapter 161 Plotting

like I said. His children

on too thick. But Bradshaw

complicated, as

of events once