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 would have fallen

will be sad if anything happens to you."

will your Godmother be sad?"

mommy. Her shoulders shook as she said tearfully, "Sam, I miss Mommy so much. I haven't seen Mommy in a long

a long

in

idea if they would ever

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

probably had no chance to see the sun once

was afraid to sleep, much

me. Godmother will come and save

Lyla's voice was gone

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

in a daze when

'No, everyone has a dad. You have one too, Lyla.’ "Mommy says my father is dead,

finally came back to life a little, and her breathing calmed

tell me what's interesting abroad.

about life abroad, especially