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..."

and she could not stay awake. She would have

don't sleep. Godmother will be sad if anything

will your Godmother be

she said tearfully, "Sam, I

asked in frustration after a long silence, "Sam, will

to feel a pinch in his heart. It

they would

barrel, and there was so little air that

chance to see the sun once

to sleep, much less

me. Godmother will come and save

was gone once

out and squeezed Lyla’s little hand.' Lyla, don't sleep. Talk to me. Talk to me about anything. Tell me what you wanna do after seeing your

daze when she

'No, everyone has a dad. You have one too, Lyla.’ "Mommy says my father is dead, but I think she's lying to me."

a little, and her

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

about life abroad, especially life