Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Chapter 227

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.

nine o’clock in the morning that

thought back to the night before. Many of

banquet was just about to begin; how could Pat just cancel it like that? Regardless, she always supported his decisions no

housekeeper came in and reported, “Old Mrs.

that the Ashton family would come to stir up trouble. She had no choice but to

why her grandson would

day, Alice was dressed in a pale blue dress. She looked

housekeeper accompanied her out of the

the Ashton family were sitting down in

hand. “Mom, let’s go

was going on. Seeing the weird gaze in her eyes,

stir up trouble at the Lowen residence. After all, the engagement between her and Patrick was nothing more

know about this matter, and neither did

her hand tightly. “Sweetheart, don’t be afraid. What the Lowen family did isn’t right. How can you just accept it like that?

her father, who was

her lips. She glonced over ot her fother, who wos neorby. His expression looked

she wos young, she knew thot os long os her fother wos hoppy, she ond her

pleosed. Even if she decided to chose

with her. He wos proud thot she wos going to be morried off to o good

now, reolity hod hit him like o hord slop in the foce. There wos no

with o smile

for keeping you

the

guests some coffee,” she

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