The wine glass was a tall and deep goblet, capable of holding one-third of a whole bottle of red wine when filled.
The slightly chilled red wine was splashed all over Scarlett's face.
Alexis looked at Scarlett, who was drenched like a soaked chicken, and finally felt a bit of relief in her heart. She couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Scarlett, you shameless woman, you keep flirting with my man and even dared to hit him. Who do you think you are? Do you know whom you're hitting? Can someone as poor as you get close to Matthew? He's a man and won't stoop to settle scores with someone like you, but I can't allow you to be so presumptuous."
When the chilled red wine splashed onto her face, Scarlett raised her head in shock.
The full glass of red wine not only drenched her face but also soaked her hair and clothes.
The wine on her face slid down from her chin to her neck.
The front of her chest was stained entirely with red marks.
She was a bit stunned.
