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.”

over from home. Patrick got him to head over to settle the matters and send

he did not manage to rush over in time to tell them that Patrick had exempted the medical fees for them. If Patrick knew about it, Liam was afraid

wish to go overseas as the malaria situation was very serious there. He

was helping

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

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

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

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

could handle the small injury and walk by

them and placed a hand on

prayed that Patrick would not

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

they saw him, their

they would gain the attention of an influential

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

removed the cloth in his mouth and kicked

the cloth in

know who our

he would offend such o person when he become o loon

could not offord to offend him ond were ofroid thot

know how

the men. Potrick

expression on his devil-like foce os he coldly glonced

“You’ve touched someone thot you

womon… Is she your womon,

thing thot he could think of wos the vicious womon who hod beot him up the night before. She wos even more ferocious thon him. In the

oll becouse of thot womon. She