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.

hands with a

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

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that, he walked away.

from her forehead, only to discover a

and she

the

out her little hand to touch the top of Old Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny, it doesn’t hurt

the gate of throwing stones with the dog, animatedly describing the

Levine, however, frowned.

in dog saliva, hit Lilly’s

the bruised area, who knows

dinner, come with me to

Crawford’s smile instantly froze: “P”

saying she wanted to feed the parrot,

also wanted to give the wolfhound

Crawford didn’t want to

laughed. “Lils, are you scared? Last time I went for a shot, you weren’t like

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

chimed in,

of anything, why would she be scared of a

is like getting

the steps, leaning on her knees, watching the wolf dog eat.

an

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

Bellflower, the calico cat, Bailey, the stray dog who lost a companion, and the wolfhound who

tortoise, one

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we name them?” Lilly Crawford tilted her head, looking at the wolf dog who

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

eyeing

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

it all in stride, offering no resistance or

say you don’t

Bailey:

H

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

Bailey:

Josh Crawford, and Big Head