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."

was so sleepy and

"Lyla?"

her up, but she seemed to have passed

up to find

difficulty on the iron barrel. He called Lyla's name as he dug. When he was about to give up

John finally made

how were they going to find them on such a

the farmhouse

road, it looked more like they had

left after dumping Lyla and Sam here. They

in the barrel just

rang again. It

daughter looks like she has given up her last

do you think? Do you want

me. Otherwise, you

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