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?”

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

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that, he

stay hair from her forehead, only to

instantly tightened, and she exclaimed, “Blaagaake

long legs, Blake MacNeil practically crossed the

Mrs. Crawford’s head. Don’t teorry, Granny, it doesn’t hurt

played the gate of throwing stones

Bettany Levine, however, frowned.

stone, soaked in dog saliva,

area, who knows

come with me to get a

Crawford’s smile instantly

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

give the wolfhound

Crawford didn’t want to

Head Hannah laughed. “Lils, are you scared? Last time I went for a shot, you

at all! It’s just that the wolfhound isn’t feeling well… It was poisoned by someone. Daddy said its

chimed in,

would she be scared of

a shot is

on the steps, leaning on her knees, watching the

family welcomes

in her own mind, and Mr. Tortoise held the esteemed status of

also Bellflower, the calico cat, Bailey, the stray dog who lost a

tortoise, one

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Crawford tilted her head, looking at the wolf dog

wagged his tail and quietly moved behind

tree, eyeing Polly with a

Crawford’s shoulder to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged

it all in stride, offering no resistance

say

Bailey:

H

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, and

Belmont squinted his eyes