Yvonne Young quickly bent down, trying to pick up Sandra again, but was pulled into Spencer Sullivan's arms.
Spencer Sullivan's one hand wrapped around Yvonne Young's waist, and the other held her chin. He didn't give her a chance to resist, as his lips pressed hard against hers.
Yvonne Young felt as if her lips were bruised, blood spreading in her mouth. She put both hands on Spencer Sullivan's chest, trying her best to push him away. "Mmm..."
At the same time, she was worried about Sandra and glanced at her.
Unexpectedly, Sandra, who had just been crying out in fear, immediately smiled when she saw Spencer Sullivan kiss Yvonne Young. Tears still in her eyes, she clapped her hands.
"Uncle Spencer kisses Mommy."
Yvonne Young: "..."
Seeing that Sandra had stopped crying and seemed no longer afraid, Yvonne Young felt somewhat relieved.
The man's hands were tightly wrapped around her; she felt as if she could barely breathe if he squeezed any harder.