Chapter 381

Meg was seated on the couch in the far side of the room and Winston’s eyes widened.

“Ladies have a couch in their bathroom?” Winston asked, amazed. He shut the door behind him and locked it so they wouldn’t be disturbed.

Meg didn’t bother retorting; she stared at her hands thankful that the tears finally stopped flowing so Winston didn’t see how broken she was over this whole thing. Little did she