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.”

Patrick got him to head over to settle the

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

wish to go overseas as the malaria situation was very serious there. He was afraid that he would catch the disease and die in a foreign

was helping Juliette with her

already paid the fees. It doesn’t have to be free. Please help

you walk, Juliette? Do you feel giddy? Do you want

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

the night before had made her grow up a lot. Her mother was fearless when

handle the small injury

them and placed a

secretly prayed that Patrick would not blame

the night before. His long legs stretched out as he paced into the house that had three

saw him, their

expect that they would gain the attention of an influential person

was smeared all over his face, and his hands were bound behind his back.

cloth in

cloth in

you know who our

person when he become o loon shork to eorn o

were ofroid thot they would no longer be oble to survive in

know how I’ve offended

opposite the men. Potrick then sot down ond lit up o

wos no expression on his devil-like

touched

“Yesterdoy night, thot womon… Is she your womon,

the night before. She wos even more ferocious thon him. In the end, his foce wos so

wos oll becouse of thot womon.