Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Chapter 713 A Sharp Tongue

Elizabeth patted Abby gently. Abby was already asleep.

She stood up and was about to carry Abby to Pearl’s room. Matthew stood up too.

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment after taking the child in her arms. However, a faint smile flashed across the corner of her lips.

Matthew was already carrying Abby and heading upstairs. Leonard watched the scene and smiled.

“Elizabeth, aren’t you going yet? Does he not know where Pearl’s room is?”

Although the brothers liked to put down each other, they would always stand on each other’s side during critical times.

Just like this, Matt was so thoughtful that he wanted to help him attack.

Elizabeth grunted in acknowledgment and quickly caught up with her.

Matthew was very careful in carrying Abby. It was obvious that he had never carried the child before. He smiled and said.

“Mr. Hilton, thank you!”

She patted his hand. “You don’t have to be so stiff. You can do whatever you want.”

Matthew merely glanced at her. “If she wants to sleep in the future, take her to bed. Don’t keep hugging her.”

The pair of slender hands of her would break if he twisted them gently. Holding a child that weighed about 30 to 40 pounds should be very

good-looking.

Abby and sat up on the sofa just now, it hurt her legs

this. There was a trace of doubt in her eyes.

always like this. Is there something wrong with me?

floor, Matthew saw that she was still in a daze,

ease.

Pearl’s

must be suitable for the kids. He couldn’t let Abby sleep in

pushed one of the rooms open. “Here.”

was also a faint fragrance of milk.

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bed and carefully removed her shoes. Elizabeth watched this scene with tears in

take that ring back and

at his daughter for a while. She looked especially cute

Elizabeth, the expression on her face was quite similar

that his two sons were very similar to

that he knew, he

When he turned around, he bumped into Elizabeth and

reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist. The

while, Matthew helped her up.

Wade, be

his gaze

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