Mi marido accidental es ¡un billonario!

Jenkins couldn’t sleep all night.

The wind outside was very strong, and every time it hit the window, she would wake up with a start.

She was very afraid, very panicked, and very fearful.

Uncle Olsen had collapsed right before her eyes, stiff as a board, and she had never been so close to sickness and death in her life.

If they couldn’t find an antidote for Uncle Olsen and he died like that, could she clear herself of the suspicion of being a murderer?

No wonder the Olsens were keeping her captive. Even she herself found the whole situation very mysterious.

How come Uncle Olsen spilled the coffee yesterday?

How come she rinsed the coffee cup?

If she hadn’t, they could have checked the coffee residue for any traces of poison and even analyzed the poison’s composition.

Of course, they thought she was the suspect.

Jenkins was close to crying.

It wasn’t until the day broke that she finally fell asleep in a daze.

But just as she was drifting off into a dream, the door was violently kicked open.

Jenkins looked up and saw Susan entering with a maid.

Jenkins immediately stood up. “What are you doing?”

“What are we doing?”

Susan chuckled and closed the door behind her. “Of course, we’re here to interrogate you!”

Jenkins shouted immediately, “I didn’t do it, I…”

“You can keep shouting all you want. You know better than anyone about the construction of the Olsen mansion. You could scream your lungs out, and nobody would hear you. Jenkins, no one will save you today!”

After that, Susan turned to the maid and took a rope out of her pocket. “Tie her up!”

The maid immediately approached, so Jenkins grabbed a vase from the nearby coffee table. “Don’t come any closer!”

The maid paused.

Susan chuckled, then suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the vase with one hand, and tapped Jenkins’s wrist with the other hand. Jenkins’s hand went limp instantly, and she crumpled to the floor.

She looked at Susan in shock, “You…”

Susan clapped her hands, no longer the frail girl when Peter was around, and commanded the maid. “Hurry up and restrain her!”

The maid rushed over and tied Jenkins’s hands and feet.

With her hands tied behind her back, Jenkins looked at Susan in shock. “What are you doing? I’ve told you, I don’t know anything!”

The maid hesitated for a moment, then looked toward Susan.

Susan immediately said, “You don’t know anything? How could you not know? I believe you’re the one who poisoned Uncle Olsen. Otherwise, why hasn’t the Olsen family cleared your name after one whole night?”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Hearing this, the maid began to tie with more force. “Just hand over the antidote obediently, and Miss Simpson might spare your life!”

“I don’t have it, you…”

As she spoke, Susan glanced at the maid and nodded toward the bathroom with her chin.

The maid took the hint immediately. She rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and began filling the bathtub with water.

Susan approached Jenkins. “You’re such a pitiful little beauty. Too bad you’ll have to suffer today.”

After that, she pushed Jenkins forward.

Jenkins fell to the ground and said, “There’s nothing between Young Master Peter and me. I’m telling the truth. I told him yesterday that I would leave the Olsen family after my name is cleared…”

But Susan just laughed scornfully. “Leave? Do you think you can still get away unscathed? Jenkins, you really are quite shameless. Of all the people, you have to seduce Peter!” C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

She bent down and grabbed Jenkins’s chin tightly, and Jenkins was in pain. “I didn’t seduce Peter! I didn’t poison Uncle Olsen! I didn’t…”

“I know,” Susan laughed. “The poison is quite valuable, and you couldn’t possibly afford it.”

Jenkins’s eyes lit up. “Then you can let me go? I’ll leave the Olsen family immediately and never come back!”

“That…” Susan laughed, “I’m afraid that’s not going to happen!”

As Susan spoke, Jenkins heard the maid come out from the bathroom. “Miss Simpson, the bath is ready.”

“Good.”

Susan grabbed Jenkins’s hair and dragged her toward the bathroom. “Look at you. You haven’t taken a bath after everything, right? You stink! Come on, let me help you wash up!”

After entering the bathroom, she pushed Jenkins into the large bathtub.

“Splash!”

There was a lot of water in the bathtub, and when Jenkins was pushed in, she struggled fiercely.

She felt as though she had fallen into a small lake and desperately tried to stand up, but her hands and feet were tied, and she couldn’t break free.

She struggled with all her might, trying to raise her head above water to breathe, but the next moment, a hand pressed down on her head, pushing her face back into the water.

Jenkins tried to fight, but she couldn’t shake Susan off.

Suffocation…

The pain in her lungs made Jenkins feel like she was going to explode.

She choked on several mouthfuls of water…

She thought she was about to die just like that…

“Splash!”

Susan suddenly pulled her head up.

Jenkins immediately took deep breaths, feeling intense pain in her lungs… Her nose and her eyes also felt sour and uncomfortable…

The agony and the feeling of being close to death made her shiver uncontrollably.

Susan leaned in and asked, “Speak! Who ordered you to poison Uncle Olsen?”

Jenkins shook all over, gasping for air.

“You don’t know? Did someone give you the poison? What did they offer you?”

Jenkins still didn’t speak.

Susan continued. “It appears to be the case, so why did you do it? I checked your bank account, and someone has deposited one million in your account…Was it for the money?!”

Jenkins’s pupils shrank sharply. “That’s impossible! How could I have a million in my account?”

“You don’t know? You’re still pretending to be innocent…”

Susan gave a low chuckle, then suddenly burst out. “Do you think we won’t find out? Jenkins, just admit it! Where is the poison formula? Or, where is the rest of the poison?”

Jenkins shook her head. “I don’t know…”

“Did you put all the poison in the coffee? You really don’t give us any chance, do you?”

Jenkins still wanted to speak, “It’s not like that…”

“Splash!”

Before she could finish speaking, Susan pushed her head back into the water.

Jenkins widened her eyes in terror, feeling the water invade her mouth and nostrils from all directions…

At this moment, she finally understood!

Susan was trying to force a confession!!

Susan had thought of every reason and excuse and had even transferred that money into her account!

Jenkins tried to push Susan away in horror, but she couldn’t muster any strength.

She heard Susan and the maid’s menacing voices.

The maid said, “Miss Simpson, if you hold her down any longer, she’ll drown.”

Susan sneered. “She committed suicide out of guilt. We didn’t do anything. But before she died, she revealed the truth…”

Jenkins’s pupils contracted. She tried desperately to struggle, but she couldn’t break free.

Gradually, she felt her strength slipping away…

Outside the door.

Peter strode in, and upon entering, he heard the butler ask, “Any clues?”

Peter nodded, and before he could speak, the butler said, “Miss Simpson is here. She said she wanted to talk to Miss Jenkins.”

At that remark, Peter asked in confusion, “What could they possibly have to talk about?”

As he said that, he walked upstairs and arrived at the guest room, only to see the door closed. It was utterly quiet inside…

Peter was about to leave.

But after thinking it over, he decided it would be better to let Jenkins know he had a lead. It would ease her mind.

So, he knocked on the door. “Jenkins, come to the window.”

In the room.

Hearing the voice outside, Jenkins struggled harder, but Susan made a silencing gesture to the maid.