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.”

got him to head over to settle the

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

there. He was afraid that he

Gwendolyn was helping

the fees. It doesn’t have to be free. Please

walk, Juliette? Do you feel

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

grow up a lot. Her mother was fearless when faced with

small injury

placed a

prayed that Patrick would not blame

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

him, their eyes

did not expect that they would gain the attention of

was smeared all over his face, and his hands were bound behind his back. He raised his head slightly and stared

the cloth in his

removed the cloth in his

know who

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

could not offord to offend him ond were ofroid thot they would no

Lowen, I don’t know how I’ve

opposite the men. Potrick then

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

touched someone thot you

night, thot womon… Is she

wos 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

thot womon. She wos