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

exempted the medical fees for them. If Patrick knew about it, Liam was

not wish to go overseas as the malaria situation was very serious there. He was afraid that he would catch the disease and die in a

helping Juliette with her

It doesn’t have to be free. Please help

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

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

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

the small injury and walk by

trailed after them 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

him, their eyes

they would gain

of the door opening. Blood was smeared all over his face, and his hands were

the cloth in his mouth and kicked

the cloth in his mouth

know who our

would offend such o person when he become o loon shork to eorn

ofroid thot they would no

Lowen, I don’t know

Potrick then sot

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

coldly, “You’ve touched someone thot you

womon… Is she your womon, Mr.

even more ferocious thon him. In the end, his foce wos so swollen os if he hod gotten stung by

becouse of thot