Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Triplets’ Attack: Game Over Daddy Chapter 227

His attitude toward Patrick was as cold as always. It was clear that he was trying to chase the man away.

Patrick swept a glance at him. Admittedly, Justin’s indifferent gaze was very handsome.

Patrick narrowed his eyes. “No problem. I like your mommy. Hence, I do not intend to leave. I will make sure to see her matter to the end,” he replied straightforwardly.

Then, he strode over to the bedside.

Justin watched as Patrick’s tall figure went over to his mother. Then, the man laid his hands on Gwendolyn’s shoulder as an act of comfort.

Gwendolyn leaned her head on him. Looking at them now, they did look like a parental couple.

Justin pursed his lips together slightly. For every day that their mother didn’t give her approval, they would be sure to watch over her. They would never let her suffer.

The next day, at the Lowen residence.

Alice was sitting in the dining room having her breakfast. The sunlight shone in through the long windows and cascaded over her.

She elegantly took a sip of her coffee before turning to look at the door.

“Is Old Mr. Lowen still asleep?”

A housekeeper walked in and answered, “Old Mrs. Lowen, Old Mr. Lowen is still fast asleep.”

Ever since Hector woke up from his coma, he hadn’t been able to get a good sleep. He often woke up in the middle of the night and would have trouble falling back asleep after.

until nine o’clock in the morning

the night before. Many of their family relatives were asking

honest, Alice wasn’t sure either. The engagement banquet was just about to begin; how could Pat just cancel it like that? Regardless, she always supported his

this moment, a housekeeper came in and reported, “Old Mrs. Lowen, the Ashton family

She knew that the Ashton family would come to stir up trouble.

why her grandson would cancel the engagement, she understood

a pale blue dress. She looked elegant

accompanied her out of the dining room and

Ashton family were sitting down in the living room, Felicia and her

at Candace’s hand. “Mom, let’s go home!

humiliated the night before. All her relatives had questioned her about what was going on. Seeing the weird gaze in her eyes, they all guessed

to stir up trouble at the Lowen residence. After all, the engagement

about this matter, and

“Sweetheart, don’t be afraid. What the Lowen family did isn’t right.

over at her father, who was nearby. His expression

pursed her lips. She glonced over ot her

cored obout their fother the most. Since she wos young, she knew thot os long os her fother wos hoppy, she ond her mother could continue to

thot she could bully Gwendolyn os she pleosed. Even if

wos proud thot she wos going to be morried off to o good

in the

over with o

keeping you three

ot the heod of the

some coffee,” she