The CEO'S Delicate Wife
Morgan's frown got deeper, “Do you think I have all the time in the world to sit and watch you cry?”
She shook her head, her head still lowered. “I know about Mr. Gilbert's death.” She blurted.
Morgan's fist clenched under the table and his jaw tightened. He remained silent, his gaze fixed intently on her.
“I–i–It was her, Mrs. Cecilia. I once caught her adding a substance to Mr. Gilbert's food, when I asked her, she said it was prescribed by the doctor for faster relief. I didn't believe her, but I couldn't do anything. It was the day I was cleaning her room that I found the drug packet in one of her drawers. I took it to a drug store, only to find out it's a drug for shutting down organs i