Seeing Yvonne Young's gaze, Spencer Sullivan backed down, shaking his head, "No...it's fine."
He secretly suppressed his jealousy for the time being.
Yvonne noticed his hands clenched into fists on the table, feeling curious, but she was not able to think much as little Sandra in her arms was getting fussy, wanting milk.
Yvonne patted Sandra's head, "Don't fuss, Sandra. I'll get your milk ready."
She put Sandra on a chair and went to prepare her milk.
Standing on the chair, Sandra grabbed a bun and stuffed it into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she smiled at Spencer.
Her chubby little face, milk-white skin, and big, crystal-clear eyes were so adorable that it made people want to pinch her cheeks.
The more adorable she was, the more jealous and annoyed Spencer became.
Damn Christopher Gray, what gave him the right to have such a cute daughter like Sandra, and with Yvonne, no less.