Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 889

'Sam, don't you think it's getting cold..."

Sam's heart tightened as his already stiff arms pulled Lyla into his arms.

'What about now? Do you feel any better?"

Lyla shook her head as she shivered. "Sam, I think... I can't hold on any longer..." "Lyla, don't say anything discouraging. I won't let anything happen to you when I'm around!" "Sam, if we survive and get out, I'll buy you some ice cream, okay?" "Sure." 'What flavor do you like, Sam?" "Vanilla." "What a coincidence. Me too."

Suddenly, Lyla lamented again, “Why isn't Mommy here yet? I cant hold on any longer."

She was exhausted.

However, she had not seen her mother for a long time. She missed her mother and father. She also wanted to find her father.

Sam had just promised to help her find her dad.

"Lyla, do you want to hear my story?" 'Hmm? Your story?" "Yeah, my story."

she was so sleepy and cold that

"Lyla?"

to wake her up, but she seemed to have passed out as she did

panicked and looked up to

the iron barrel. He called Lyla's name as he dug.

Olivia and John finally made it to

going to find them on

people into the farmhouse to look but found no

tire prints on the road, it looked

dumping Lyla and Sam here. They had

a camera in the barrel just to provoke Olivia into

Olivia's phone rang again. It

looks like she has given up

do you think? Do you want to

you where they are if you beg me. Otherwise, you won't

moving. Only Sam held on and occasionally called out to Lyla, and Lyla only answered in a