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?”

trying to wake her up, but she seemed to have

up to find an

Lyla’s name as he dug. When he was about to

and John finally

how were they going to find them on such a big

into the farmhouse to look

the road, it

Lyla and Sam here. They had

barrel

Olivia’s phone rang

[Phoebe, your daughter looks like she has given up

think? Do you

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

sent another video where the two children were no longer moving. Only Sam held on and occasionally called out