My Wife Paid for My Death

Mara and Ian could barely contain their excitement and smugness.

I did not panic at all. Instead, I calmly said, "Mara, you're lying. If I had stolen the company funds, our son would've gotten the surgery a long time ago.

"I won eight million dollars today and handed the card to you so that you could pay for his surgery. Then, you turn around and accuse me of stealing from the company. How could you do this to Jayden, who's still lying in the hospital?!"

At the mention of our son, Mara did not budge one bit.

She said righteously, "I'm not lying! What would I gain from lying? Yes, Jayden needs the money to save his life, but you can't just embezzle funds! If you do, he'll only grow up being mocked and despised!"

I looked at Mara and enunciated, "Mara, Jayden is our only son. Are you really risking his life just so you could frame me?"

Mara's gaze turned icy, but she replied, "Jack, I'm doing this for our son! Stop being so stubborn and just turn yourself in. I'll find another solution for Jayden's surgery. We'll wait for you to come out of prison!"

Mara's performance was so flawless that the entire office began to side with her.

"I don't think his wife is lying. No mother would risk their son's life just to frame her husband!"

"Yes. They only have one son. I'm sure it would pain her to not have the money for her son's surgery, but Jack embezzled the funds. No matter what, he shouldn't have touched the money."

"Mara still has some senses in her. If there's no money for surgery, they could crowdfund online! It's much better than stealing from the company!"

"Besides, he stole millions. I don't think the surgery costs that much! He's just using his son as an excuse when in fact he just wants to spend the money on himself!"

Ian and Mara stood together, looking at me arrogantly.

I had no expression on my face, but I was secretly confused. Mara always claimed that our son's sickness had cost a lot of money, which affected the quality of her life.

However, I won eight million dollars in the lottery. With that money, not only could we cure our son, but we would also still have plenty left.

Besides, I was about to get a promotion and a raise. Our days were looking up. Why was she so adamant about joining Ian to betray me?

Ian was already married. Did she think that if she joined forces with Ian, she could become his wife?

Mara saw me standing there speechless. She thought I had nothing left to say.

She subconsciously touched her tummy and said kindly, "Jack, you've already broken the rules. You can't run from this. Just treat this as setting an example for your son. Turn yourself in. I promise you, I'll get him cured, alright?"

I glared at her. Besides money, there had to be some other reason for her to betray me.

At that moment, Richard said impatiently, "Call the police!"

I looked at my phone and smiled. "There's no need for that. They're already here."

As if right on cue, a few police officers entered the office.

Mara and Ian delightedly pointed at me and said, "Officers, that's Jack Lowe! Arrest him!"

The officers looked at me and nodded before asking, "Which one of you is Ian Staffer?"