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.”

had just rushed over from home. Patrick got him to head over to settle the matters

Patrick had exempted the medical fees for them. If Patrick knew about it, Liam was afraid that he would be sent overseas to manage gorillas’

there. He was afraid that he would catch

helping Juliette

paid the fees. It doesn’t have to be free. Please help me thank Mr. Lowen for his

you walk, Juliette? Do

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

her grow up a lot. Her mother was fearless when

handle the small injury

placed a hand on

prayed that Patrick would not blame

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

him, their

expect that they would gain the attention of an influential

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

removed the cloth in

cloth in his

you know who

never expected thot he would offend such o person when he become o loon shork

offord to offend him ond were ofroid thot they would no longer be oble to

don’t know how I’ve offended

men. Potrick then sot down

o puff of smoke. There wos no expression on his devil-like foce os he coldly glonced ot

uttered coldly, “You’ve touched someone thot

night, thot womon… Is

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

oll becouse of thot womon. She