Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 448 He lost love

Veterinary clinic.

Blake MacNeil brought the wolfhound out. Previously, the wolfhound had been poisoned, appearing emaciated with dull fur, unable to stand.

After a few days of treatment at the clinic, it recovered remarkably. Although it still looked quite thin, its spirit had greatly improved.

Back at the Crawford’s house, Bettany Levine came out of the sunroom holding a pot of flowers. Upon seeing Lilly Crawford bringing back another dog, she exclaimed in surprise, “Is this the wolfhound you mentioned before?”

Lilly Crawford, holding the dog’s leash, nodded and said, “Yes, Granny, can I keep it?”

They already had a cat and a dog at home, and Lilly Crawford wasn’t sure if Granny would agree. If she didn’t, then Daddy could take it back to MacNeil’s house.

Bettany Levine nodded and said, “Sure, you can. However.”

Lilly Crawford felt a tightening in her heart.

-Bettany Levine looked at the wolf dog.

It was tall, but too thin.

“Tell Margaret to get some food! It’s so skinny,” she exclaimed.

Lilly Crawford let out a sigh of relief and exclaimed happily, “Thank you, Granny!”

She started running inside with the dog when suddenly she heard Bettany Levine say, “Wait!”

Lilly Crawford’s heart tightened again… Did Granny change her mind?

“Granny?” she turned around, puzzled, and asked.

Bettany Levine squinted her eyes and stared at Lilly Crawford’s forehead. “What happened to your forehead?”

This time, Blake MacNeil’s heart tightened.

He didn’t apply any medicine this time!

Such a small red swelling, Old Mrs. Crawford noticed it.

Blake MacNeil ruffled Lilly Crawford’s head, accidentally pushing her stray hair down to form bangs that covered her forehead.

“It’s nothing, just a mosquito bite,” he said.

the flowerpot she was holding and wiped her hands

pressing his fist against his lips. “Yeah. Oh, by the way,

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he

bent down and lifted Lilly Crawford’s stay hair from her forehead, only to discover a

and she

his long legs, Blake MacNeil practically crossed the door

little hand to touch the top of Old Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny, it doesn’t hurt at all I was playing with the dog, and

she played the gate of throwing stones with the dog, animatedly

Levine, however, frowned.

in dog saliva, hit Lilly’s forehead….

knows if

me to

instantly froze:

her feet, sometimes saying she wanted to feed the parrot, sometimes the cat, and sometimes mentioning

also wanted to give the wolfhound

didn’t want to go anyway…

Last time I went

“Nonsense, I’m not scared at all! It’s just that the wolfhound isn’t feeling well… It was poisoned by someone. Daddy said its stomach

Crawford chimed in,

why would she

a shot is like getting

on her knees, watching the wolf dog

family welcomes an additional member.

the realm of pets, Polly’s position was unshakable, at least in her own mind, and Mr. Tortoise held the esteemed status of an

Bailey, the stray dog who lost a companion, and the wolfhound who had been poisoned.

tortoise, one cat, and two dogs.

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tilted her head, looking at the

the house, wagged his tail and quietly moved behind Lilly Crawford.

perched on a tree, eyeing Polly with a

nudged her head with her beak. “Hey, man,

it all in stride, offering no

said, “You say you don’t know.”

Bailey:

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explanation is necessary.” For those who don’t, I won’t say much. All I can say is that it’s a

Bailey:

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