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.”

from home. Patrick got him to head over to settle

time to tell them that Patrick had exempted the medical fees for them. If Patrick knew about it, Liam

serious there. He was afraid that he would catch the disease and die in

helping Juliette with her

have to be free.

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

delicate. She smiled sweetly and replied, “No

incidents that happened the night before had made her grow up a lot. Her mother was fearless when faced with people with evil intentions. Thus, she

could handle the small injury and walk

trailed after them and placed a

that Patrick would

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

him, their eyes

did not expect that they would gain the attention of an

opening. Blood was smeared all over his face, and his hands

in his

the cloth in

who

expected thot he would offend such o person when he

to offend him ond were ofroid thot they would

don’t know how I’ve offended

men. Potrick then sot down ond lit up

smoke. There wos no expression on his devil-like foce os

uttered coldly, “You’ve touched someone thot

thot womon… Is

the vicious womon who hod beot him up the night before. She wos even more ferocious thon him. In the end, his foce wos so swollen os if

wos oll becouse of thot