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."

have liked to reply cheerfully, but she was so sleepy

"Lyla?"

trying to wake her up, but she

up

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

Olivia and John finally

they going to find them

people into the farmhouse

at the tire prints on the road, it looked more

left after dumping Lyla and

installed a camera in the barrel just to provoke Olivia

then, Olivia's phone rang again.

looks like she has given up her last

do you think? Do you want to beg

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

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