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

"Lyla?"

her, trying to wake her up, but she seemed to

up to find an

iron barrel. He called Lyla's name as

John finally made it to the

find them

sent people into the farmhouse to

the road, it looked more like

dumping Lyla and Sam

in the barrel just

Olivia's phone rang again.

your daughter looks like she has given up

Do you want to beg

[I'll tell you where they are if you beg me. Otherwise, you won't find them even when they're dead

where the two children were no longer moving. Only Sam held on and occasionally