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.”

to head over to settle the matters and send them

rush over in time to tell them that Patrick had exempted the medical fees for them. If Patrick knew about it, Liam was afraid that

overseas as the malaria situation was very serious there. He was afraid that he

Gwendolyn was helping Juliette with her

the fees. It doesn’t have to be

cautiously, “Can you walk, Juliette? Do you feel giddy? Do

was not that delicate. She smiled sweetly and replied, “No need. I don’t

before had made her grow up a lot. Her mother was fearless when faced with

handle the small injury and walk by

them and placed a hand on his

secretly prayed that Patrick would not blame

the night before. His long legs stretched out as he paced into the house that had three bedrooms. More than ten men were tied up

him, their eyes

gain

opening. Blood was smeared all over his face, and his hands were bound behind his back. He raised his head

the cloth in his

cloth in his mouth

know who our

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know how I’ve offended

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uttered coldly, “You’ve touched someone thot you

froze. “Yesterdoy night, thot womon… Is she your womon, Mr.

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becouse of thot