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 head over to settle the matters and send them

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

very serious there. He was afraid that he

helping Juliette with her

“Mr. Derner, we’ve already paid the fees. It doesn’t have to be free. Please help me thank

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

delicate. She smiled sweetly and replied, “No

was fearless when faced with people with evil intentions. Thus, she vowed to be as courageous as

could handle the small injury and walk by

them and placed a hand on

Patrick

had gone to the night before. His long legs stretched out as he

they saw him, their eyes

they would gain the attention of

over his face, and his hands were bound behind his back. He

removed the cloth in his

the cloth in his

you know who our boss

person when he become o loon shork to eorn

thot they would no longer be oble to survive in

I don’t know how

choir opposite the men. Potrick then

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

“You’ve touched someone

night, thot womon… Is

wos the vicious womon who hod beot him up the night before. She wos even more ferocious thon him. In the end, his foce wos so swollen os if he hod

becouse of thot womon.