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 and cold that she had no

“Lyla?”

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

up to

iron barrel. He called Lyla’s name as he

John finally made it to

to find them on such a big

into the farmhouse to

tire prints on the road, it looked

and Sam here. They had no intention of

camera in the barrel just

then, Olivia’s phone rang again. It was Dorothy

looks like she has given up her

you think? Do you

[I’ll tell you where they are if you beg me. Otherwise, you won’t find them

moving. Only Sam held on and occasionally called out to Lyla, and Lyla