"You whore! How dare you seduce my boyfriend? I’ll make your life a living hell!"

Tina kept forcing the wine on Dahlia, humiliating her before the crowd.

She was rough and ruthless.

By the time the bottle of wine was emptied, Dahlia had slumped to the ground helplessly.

Even then, Tina did not stop. She grabbed a fistful of Dahlia’s hair and pulled her head up.

Then, a torrent of slaps rained down on Dahlia, each one harder than the one before.

"You slut! You whore! How dare you mess with my boy