Chapter 415 Angry Lisa

Winnie took a deep breath as she sat in her small, uncomfortably stiff office chair. Across from her, on the hospital bed, Lisa lounged, arms crossed, her face twisted in what could only be described as pure disdain. "Lisa, are you okay?" Winnie asked, her voice calm as she attempted to read the woman's body language.

Lisa's head whipped around to glare at her, eyes narrowed. "Do I look okay to you?"

Shaking her head, Winnie gives her a small smile. "I don't think you are okay."

Lisa snapped. "You know the answer! No, I'm not okay. I'm angry! No, I'm furious!" She almost spat the words out, and Winnie held her breath, steeling herself for whatever would come next. Winnie stayed calm, though her heart skipped a beat. "May I know, why are you angry?" she asked softly, careful not to sound too eager.

Lisa scowled and sat up straighter, throwing her hands in the air. "Why do you think? It's that... that Claire Peterson! The woman should be rotting in a cell, but there she is, walking free!"

Winnie's eyes flickered with a flash of surprise, though she tried to keep her expression controlled. Just yesterday, she'd seen the news herself: Claire Peterson had been arrested, which was shocking enough.

But the real surprise was how fast Claire was released, thanks to a supposedly airtight alibi and the police's conclusion that it was all a misunderstanding. To say it was heart-pounding for Winnie would be an understatement. The idea of Claire, her very own client, being arrested and then freed in record time left her with mixed relief and a hefty dose of anxiety about her own involvement.

"Yes... I did see the news," Winnie said, nodding sympathetically. She hoped she sounded calm, though inwardly she was more than a little on edge. "That must be really frustrating for you, Lisa. But why does Claire's freedom bother you so much?"

Lisa practically jumped off the bed, hovering over Winnie, her eyes blazing with anger. "Why? Why?" she repeated, her voice rising. "She ruined my life! She's the reason I'm locked in here. If it wasn't for that witch, I wouldn't be in this hellhole!" Winnie leaned back, trying not to make any sudden moves. "Lisa, let's just... calm down a bit. Take a deep breath and sit back down, okay?"

from settled. "I hate that woman. Yesterday, when I saw she'd been arrested, I thought I'd

nodded. "I understand your frustration." she stayed quiet, letting Lisa talk herself out. As Lisa vented, pacing in a small, tight line across the room, Winnie jotted down notes, trying to

continued to rant, her words dripping with venom. "She's so powerful,"

expression neutral, a slight frown of empathy creasing her forehead. She knew exactly what Lisa meant; Claire's name was always

personally met Claire. "But I don't really know her. Though... it sounds like she has a way of staying in the

as if she'd finally found someone who understood. "Exactly!" She pointed at Winnie, practically beaming. "Finally, someone who

what happened two days ago. Why did you get into that fight with another patient? I heard the nurse had to step in

that way. "That crazy woman started it! I just gave her a taste of her

suppressing a smile. "So,

again, looking smug.

Lisa truly understood her own temper. Maybe Lisa was more unstable than she realized Winnie thought, eyeing her warily Well, thank you for sharing that, Lisa. I think it's important to understand what triggers

them together."

session had been more intense than usual, and for a split second, she worried Lisa might

suspiciously. "Why are you

said, keeping her tone light. "It's just that having family or friends around can sometimes help with... you know, the healing

slouched back against the bed. "I don't have a family, Dr. Johnson. My mother's probably abandoned me. Can you blame her? Who'd want to claim a

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