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.”

she was so sleepy and cold

“Lyla?”

but she seemed to have passed

looked up to find an

his hands with difficulty on the iron barrel. He called Lyla’s name as he dug. When he was about

John finally

they going to find them on

people into the farmhouse to look but

road, it looked more like they

they had left after dumping Lyla and Sam here. They had no intention

installed a camera in the barrel just

Olivia’s phone rang

[Phoebe, your daughter looks like she

do you think? Do you want

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

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