Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

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

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saying that, he walked

and lifted Lilly Crawford’s stay hair from her forehead, only to discover a thumb-sized red

tightened, and

Blake MacNeil practically crossed the door in just two steps, disappearing

top of Old Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny, it doesn’t hurt at all I was playing

played the gate of

Bettany Levine, however, frowned.

soaked in dog saliva, hit

bruised area, who knows if it broke the

dinner, come with me to

Crawford’s smile

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

to give

Crawford didn’t want to

Hannah laughed. “Lils, are you scared? Last time I

well… It was poisoned by someone.

chimed

isn’t afraid of anything, why would

shot is like getting sprinkled with

sat crouched on the steps, leaning on her knees, watching the

family welcomes an

was unshakable, at least in her

these two unwavering members, there were also Bellflower, the calico cat, Bailey, the stray dog who lost a companion, and the wolfhound who

one tortoise, one cat, and

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

familiar in the house, wagged his tail and quietly moved behind Lilly

a tree, eyeing Polly with

from Lilly Crawford’s shoulder to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged her head with her beak.

in stride, offering no

said, “You say you don’t

Bailey:

H

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.. As for what it is, don’t bother asking. Even

Bailey:

Crawford, Josh Crawford, and Big

squinted his eyes and glanced