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..."

not stay awake. She would have fallen asleep if Sam

sleep. Godmother will be sad

will your Godmother

as she said tearfully, "Sam, I miss Mommy so much. I haven't seen

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

pinch in his heart. It was

if they would ever see the light of

was so little air that the longer it went,

probably had no chance to see the sun once

to sleep,

trust me. Godmother will come and

gone once

sleep. Talk to me. Talk to me about anything. Tell me what you wanna

in a daze when she heard

told me I don't have a father... Sam, can anyone not have a dad?" 'No, everyone has a dad. You have one too,

life a little, and her breathing calmed

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

talking about life