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..."

she could not stay awake. She would have fallen

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

suddenly asked in frustration after a long silence,

seemed to feel a pinch in his heart. It was

had no idea if they would ever

barrel, and there was so little air that the longer it went, the harder it

chance to

sleep, much

will come and save us.

Lyla's voice was gone once he finished

sleep. Talk to me. Talk to me about anything. Tell me

again in a daze

to eat and sleep with Mommy... Mommy's cooking is delicious, and... I want to know who my father is, but 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 out,

a little, and her breathing calmed down

me what's interesting abroad. I want

started talking about life abroad, especially life with