You, Me And Our Genus Twins

He never intended to kill his ex-wife; he just pushed her off the stairs by accident. That's why a servant witnessed everything when it happened, as he didn't do it in secret. After that, he gave the servant a hundred million as hush money. The servant happily quit her job after receiving the money. Then, when his wife was vegetative, he told everyone it was an accident. Although some suspected that he was the one who pushed her off, they couldn't find any proof. So, no one forced the matter to be investigated by the police. Just like that, the case was closed.

After everything had happened, he married Angie despite his children's protest. Ever since he married her, his life had been getting better and better. It was as if he had a second chance in life; he felt younger and filled with youthful vigor. He loved Angie with the entirety of his being and planned to have a baby with her. He wondered if their baby would inherit their genes and become bright and good-looking as Angie was intelligent, elegant, and beautiful.

Whenever he thought about the bright future ahead of him, he was pumped and felt that life was full of excitement and hope. However, he always wondered how his friends and business partners would admire him when he proved that he could still keep it going after having a child with Angie.

But before any of that could happen, everything went downhill. The police had found evidence of him bribing the servant. Because of this, the servant was terrified and blurted everything out.

Now that all evidence was in place, he would be charged with attempted murder.

When his predicament finally set in, he panicked as he would be in prison for at least three years—or worse, ten years—if he was found guilty. He was already in his fifties; half of his life had passed, and he just wanted to enjoy life as much as possible. How could he spend his remaining years in prison?

"I didn't mean to push Charlotte down the stairs! She fell on her own!" Jeffrey protested.

"Since she fell on her own, why did you bribe Cara with one hundred million?" the police asked.

"Because I'm afraid she will talk nonsense!" he said hurriedly. "I was arguing with my ex-wife. She was hot in the head at that moment when she accidentally slipped and fell down the stairs. At that time, Cara was cleaning the living room. Although she didn't see anything, she was spreading rumors with other servants behind my back, telling them that I was the one who pushed Charlotte! There were only the three of us when it happened. I couldn't prove myself, Charlotte was in a coma, and there was only Cara left. Won't I be guilty of murder if I allowed her to keep spreading the rumor? So, I had no choice but to give her one hundred million to keep her mouth shut."

"Oh really?" the police officer said coldly. "How generous of you to give her one hundred million and not be mad at her for falsely accusing you of something you didn't do!"

"What else is there to do? No matter how you put it, my ex-wife was in this state because of me. Because of this, my children are angry at me. What would I do if they had believed in Cara's words and turned against me?" Jeffrey said.

As he continued speaking, he managed to persuade himself and gained more confidence as time passed. It was Cara's words against his, so he believed that the police couldn't charge him for anything. Furthermore, his reason was convincing too. As long as there was no evidence, they couldn't do anything about him.

It was as if the police had read his mind, so he mercilessly cut him off by saying, "Jeffrey, do you think we couldn't convict you just with Cara's confession? Don't fret. Soon, we will have new evidence. All we have to do is to detain you in custody for 48 hours. Then, you will have nothing to say for yourself when we have everything. So, I advise you to confess before we find the evidence. That way, you can plead guilty, and the court will be more lenient when they sentence you to prison."

"New evidence?" Jeffrey reflexively asked. "What do you mean by that?"

There were only three of them when he pushed Charlotte down the stairs. How could the police learn anything else?

"There is a famous doctor who had the title of God of Surgery named Jenson. He is currently preparing to operate on your ex-wife. From what we know, the surgery will be a huge success. Once the surgery is successful, your ex-wife will be awake. If you don't come clean now, you will not have the chance to do so once she tells us the truth."

"Jenson? How is that possible?" Jeffrey was spooked.

When his ex-wife hurt her head and went into a coma after falling from the stairs, she was in a vegetative state. His children and his ex-wife's family searched for many famous doctors, but no one could cure her. Nevertheless, a doctor told them about Jenson, saying that the surgery of his ex-wife was too risky and only Jenson could do it. So, they exhausted all possible means to search for him, hoping he would save Charlotte. But they couldn't even see him in person.

"Oh really?" the police officer said coldly. "How generous of you to give her one hundred million and not be mad at her for falsely accusing you of something you didn't do!"

Jenson was the dean of this country's famous private hospital and the Harts' private doctor. He rarely did surgery for outsiders, and it was hard for someone to see him in person if they didn't have the right contacts; his children and ex-wife's family were counted as people with no connections. They worked so hard but could only give up after not being able to see Jenson.