Without hesitation, Yvette gave several hard slaps to her face. Her head spun, her cheeks swelled, and blood stained her lips.
"Mommy, stop! I don't need anyone to treat me! Please don't hurt yourself!" Abigail pleaded through tears, heartbreaking.
Yvette gave Abigail a gentle smile. "It's okay, Abigail. Trust Mommy; you will get well soon!" She then turned to Benjamin. "If you're not satisfied, you can hit me or do whatever you want."
"I'm not gonna hit you—it will get my hands dirty. Well, let's call it a day. I'm not a heartless man, anyway." Benjamin sneered.
"Can you give me the invitation?" Yvette swallowed hard.
"Are you f*****g kidding me? Just a few slaps doesn't mean you can get an invitation, moron!" Benjamin paused before continuing with a sly smile, "But I might consider
