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.

Bettany Levine placed the flowerpot she was holding and wiped her hands with a towel as she walked over. “Is that so?”

pressing his fist against his lips. “Yeah. Oh, by the way, I need to go upstairs

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that, he walked

from her forehead,

instantly tightened, and she exclaimed, “Blaagaake

long legs, Blake MacNeil practically crossed the door

little hand to touch the top of Old Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny,

narrating how she played the gate of throwing stones

Bettany Levine, however, frowned.

stone, soaked in dog

bruised area, who knows if it broke

dinner, come with me

smile instantly froze:

she wanted to feed the parrot, sometimes the cat, and

give the wolfhound

Crawford didn’t want to

Last time I went for a

just that the wolfhound isn’t feeling well… It was poisoned by someone. Daddy said its stomach got

chimed in,

anything, why would she be scared of a

Lils, getting a shot is like getting sprinkled with

the steps, leaning on her knees, watching

welcomes an additional

position was unshakable, at least in her own mind, and Mr. Tortoise held the esteemed status of

cat, Bailey, the stray

bird, one tortoise, one cat,

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Lilly Crawford tilted her head, looking at the wolf dog

in the house, wagged his tail and quietly moved behind Lilly Crawford. He acted as if he was

tree, eyeing Polly with

nudged

stride, offering

“You say you don’t

Bailey:

H

I won’t say much. All I can say is that it’s a major event, to

Bailey:

Josh Crawford,

his eyes and

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