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..."

stay awake. She would have fallen asleep if Sam had not

will be

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

nose turned sore as she thought of her mommy. Her shoulders shook as she said tearfully, "Sam,

asked in frustration after a long silence, "Sam, will I ever see

feel a pinch in his

they would ever see

air that the longer

they probably had no chance to see the sun

was afraid to sleep,

Godmother will come and save us. Well be

was gone

Lyla, don't sleep. Talk to me. Talk to me about anything. Tell me what you wanna do after seeing

woke up again in a daze when she

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

to life a little, and her

me what's

talking about life abroad, especially life with