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."

but she was so sleepy and

"Lyla?"

she seemed to have passed out as she did not

panicked and looked up to

barrel. He called Lyla's name as he dug. When he

finally made it to the

they going to find them on such a

people into the farmhouse to look

the road, it looked

had left after dumping Lyla and Sam here. They had no intention of sparing

the barrel just

Olivia's phone rang again. It

your daughter looks like she has given up her

you think? Do

they are if you beg me. Otherwise,

children were no longer moving. Only Sam held on and occasionally called out