His Intense Rage

"What are you waiting for? Come and pour me some wine," Alexander ordered gruffly, glaring at the masked woman who was in a daze. A cunning light flashed across his eyes.

"Yes, okay."

Even though Sophia was reluctant, she had no choice but to play along in order to keep her identity a secret.

She picked up the wine bottle with one hand and, subconsciously, the wine decanter with the other, since that was how Alexander liked to be served his wine.

While pouring the wine into the decanter, Sophia raised her head only to be met with the sight of Alexander holding Jennifer in his arms and lowering his head, as if he was going to kiss her.

He was going too far!

Blinded by rage, Sophia swung the decanter forward towards Alexander, spilling red wine all over his clothes.

The moment she regained her senses, however, she knew that she was doomed.

It was too late to regret her recklessness now.