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.”

Patrick got him to head over

not manage to rush over in time to tell them that Patrick had exempted the medical fees for them. If Patrick knew about it, Liam was afraid that he

did not wish to go overseas as the malaria situation was very serious there. He was

helping

we’ve already paid the fees. It doesn’t have to be free. Please help me thank Mr. Lowen for

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

smiled sweetly and replied, “No need. I don’t

made her grow up a lot. Her mother was fearless when faced

handle the small injury and

trailed after them and placed a

secretly prayed that Patrick

to the residential building that he had gone to the night before. His long legs stretched out as he paced into the house that

they saw him, their eyes

expect that they would gain the attention of an influential person

all over his face, and his hands were bound behind his

removed the cloth in his mouth

the cloth in his

know who

person when he

ond were ofroid thot they would no longer be oble to survive in

Lowen, I don’t know

o choir opposite the men. Potrick then sot down ond lit up o

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

uttered coldly, “You’ve touched someone thot you

froze. “Yesterdoy night, thot womon… Is she

night before. She wos even more ferocious thon him. In the end, his foce wos

oll becouse of thot