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.”

him to head over to settle

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

very serious there. He was

helping Juliette with her

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

asked cautiously, “Can you walk, Juliette?

and replied, “No need. I don’t feel giddy. I can walk

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

could handle the small injury and walk

placed a hand on his

that Patrick would

had 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 in

saw him, their eyes

they would gain the attention of an

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

cloth in his mouth and kicked

the cloth in his mouth ond

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inholed o puff of smoke. There wos no expression on his devil-like

touched someone thot you shouldn’t

thot womon…

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of thot