Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 887

It was pitch black as the air got thinner.

"Sam, I... I can't seem to breathe. Are we going to die?"

Lyla leaned weakly into Sam's arms, her tiny body trembling.

She was afraid and wanted to cry, but the thin air made her weak, sleepy, and exhausted. She even lost the strength to cry.

Sam hugged her tightly. "Lyla, you can't sleep. Why don't you tell me a story about you and your mommy? Or why don't you sing to me?'

Sam also became a little afraid as time went on. However, he dared not and could not be afraid for Lyla's sake.

He had to be Lyla's pillar of support.

Lyla was his godmother's only child, and he must protect her.

"Sam, I'm so sleepy..."

would have fallen asleep if Sam

Godmother will be sad if anything

from the pain. "Sam, why will your Godmother be sad?" 'Your mommy

of her mommy. Her shoulders shook as she said tearfully, "Sam, I miss Mommy so much.

after a long silence, "Sam, will I

a pinch in his heart. It was a little

had no idea if they would ever see the

there was so little air that the longer it went,

had no chance to see the sun

was afraid to sleep, much less let Lyla

trust me. Godmother will come and

was gone

hand.' Lyla, don't sleep. Talk to me. Talk to me about

again in a daze when she heard the

Mommy told me I don't have a father... Sam, can anyone not have a dad?" 'No, everyone has a dad. You have one too, Lyla.’ "Mommy says my father is dead, but I think she's lying to me." "Lyla." Sam stopped her as his voice deepened. "If we get

to life a little, and her breathing calmed

and tell me what's interesting abroad. I want to experience it

started talking about life abroad, especially life with