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.”

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

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

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

Gwendolyn was helping

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

and asked cautiously, “Can you walk, Juliette? Do you feel giddy? Do you want me

not that delicate. She smiled sweetly and replied, “No

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

the small injury and walk by

and placed a hand on

secretly prayed that Patrick would not

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

him, their eyes

did not expect that they would gain the attention of an influential person like

door opening. Blood was smeared all over his face, and his hands were bound behind his back. He raised his head slightly and stared at Patrick with

the cloth in his mouth and kicked

the cloth in his mouth

know who

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Lowen, I don’t know how I’ve offended

ploced o choir opposite the men. Potrick then sot down

no expression on

uttered coldly, “You’ve touched someone thot

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thot womon. She wos