Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Triplets’ Attack: Game Over Daddy Chapter 231

When Gwendolyn heard Juliette’s soft and adorable voice, her heart melted. Anyone who heard it would give anything to the little girl.

Gwendolyn sat beside the bed and helped her daughter blow on her injuries.

“It’s the same if I help you to blow on it.”

Juliette sat there obediently and let her mother blow on her wounds.

She pouted her tiny lips and said, “Gwen, I’d prefer it if Mr. Handsome blows on it instead.”

It was because he looked like the father in her dreams. The father in her dreams looked just like him and appeared similar to her older brothers.

Gwendolyn was not angry. She understood her daughter the most.

“Yes. I’ll get him to do so later.”

Julian woke up shortly after. He gently rubbed his eyes.

“Mommy, Mr. Lowen left as he has urgent matters to attend to. I’ve already thanked him.”

While he was speaking, his gaze was fixed on Justin. They were thinking the same thing.

If that man wants to get close to our mommy, he has to pass our new test.

The family of four had their breakfast together and left the hospital. Justin had already settled the discharge procedures, and they only needed to leave.

Liam walked over hurriedly. “Ms. Ashton, why have you paid the medical fees? Mr. Lowen told us to give you the treatment for free.”

had just rushed over from home. Patrick got him to head over to

to tell them that Patrick had exempted the medical fees for them. If Patrick knew about it, Liam was afraid that he would be sent overseas to manage

did not wish to go overseas as the malaria situation was very serious there.

was helping Juliette with

Derner, we’ve already paid the fees. It doesn’t have to be

Juliette? Do you feel giddy? Do you want me to carry

smiled sweetly and replied, “No

had made her grow up a lot. Her mother was fearless when faced with people with evil intentions. Thus, she vowed to be as courageous as her mother and two

handle the small

them and placed a hand on

that Patrick would not blame

out as he paced into

him,

expect that they would gain the attention of an influential person

of the door opening. Blood was smeared all over his face, and his hands were bound behind his back. He raised his head slightly and stared at

removed the cloth in

the cloth in his mouth ond kicked

who our boss

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puff of smoke. There wos no expression on his devil-like foce

uttered coldly, “You’ve touched someone

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