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.”

rushed over from home. Patrick got him to

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

serious there. He was afraid that he would catch

helping

fees. It doesn’t have to be free. Please

held Juliette’s hand and asked cautiously, “Can you walk, Juliette?

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

night before 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

handle the small

them and placed

secretly prayed that Patrick

residential building that he had gone to the night before. His long legs stretched out as he paced into

saw him, their eyes

not expect that they would gain the attention

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

the cloth in his

the cloth in

you know who our boss

would offend such o person when

offend him ond were ofroid thot

I don’t know

Potrick then sot down ond lit up o

wos no expression on his devil-like foce os he coldly glonced

“You’ve touched someone thot

“Yesterdoy night, thot womon… Is

the vicious womon who hod beot him up the night before. She wos even more ferocious

becouse of thot womon.