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 cold that she had no energy

"Lyla?"

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

up to find

Lyla's name as he dug. When he

John finally

to find them

people into the farmhouse to

the tire prints on the road, it looked more like

left after dumping Lyla and Sam here. They had

barrel just to provoke Olivia

phone rang again. It was Dorothy

she has given up her last

do you think? Do

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

two children were no longer moving. Only Sam held on and occasionally called out to Lyla, and Lyla only answered