Chapter 3

Winnie was finally discharged from the hospital.

I had to admit that Winnie was on a whole other level compared to Holden.

Instead of confronting me directly, she waited until Holden left for work and then strutted right into the villa like she owned the place.

I was in the living room, doing some yoga to get my strength back.

Winnie strolled in wearing a baggy men's shirt, no doubt Holden's, with her legs bare, making sure everyone knew exactly where she'd spent the night.

"Still working out, Alice?" Winnie called out.

She was clutching my luxury face wash, the…