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.

Levine placed the flowerpot she was holding and wiped her hands with a

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that, he walked

Lilly Crawford’s stay hair from her forehead,

she

crossed the door in just two steps, disappearing from sight.

reached out her 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 it accidentally threw

gate of throwing stones with

Levine, however,

soaked in dog saliva,

knows if it broke the

with me to

smile instantly

dragged her feet, sometimes saying she wanted to feed the parrot, sometimes

also wanted to give the

want

time

herself, “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 got burned, so I

Crawford chimed in, “Exactly!”

afraid of anything, why would she

a shot is like getting sprinkled with

the steps, leaning on her knees, watching

family welcomes an

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

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

one tortoise, one cat, and two

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head, looking at the

wagged his tail and quietly moved behind Lilly Crawford. He acted as if he

tree, eyeing Polly with a hunting

leapt from Lilly Crawford’s shoulder to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged her head with her beak. “Hey, man, do you know what bigvent is about to happen?”

stride, offering no resistance

said, “You say

Bailey:

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don’t, I won’t say much. All I can say is that it’s a major event, to the point where ‘rivers of blood’ wouldn’t be an exaggeration..

Bailey:

and