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."

would have liked to reply cheerfully, but she was so sleepy and cold that she had no energy

"Lyla?"

wake her up, but she seemed to have passed out

up to find an

difficulty on the iron barrel. He called Lyla's name as

and John finally made it to

they going to find them on such a big

people into the farmhouse to look but found no

road, it looked more like

seemed they had left after dumping Lyla and Sam here. They had

camera in the barrel just

phone rang again. It

she has given

you think? Do

they are if you beg me. Otherwise, you won't find them even when

Only Sam held on and occasionally called out to Lyla, and Lyla only answered in a daze and stopped