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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?”

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

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he walked

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

face instantly tightened, and she

legs, Blake MacNeil practically crossed the door in just two steps, disappearing from sight.

eyes shining, as she 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

played the gate of throwing stones with the dog,

Levine, however, frowned.

soaked in dog saliva,

the bruised area, who knows

come with me to get

Crawford’s smile instantly froze: “P”

wanted to feed the parrot, sometimes the cat, and sometimes mentioning feeding the

give the

didn’t want to

“Lils, are you scared? Last time I went

just that the wolfhound isn’t feeling well… It was poisoned by

Crawford chimed in,

would

getting a shot is like getting sprinkled

on her knees, watching

welcomes an additional member.

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

Bailey, the stray dog who lost a companion, and the wolfhound

bird, one tortoise, one

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her head, looking at

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

on a tree, eyeing Polly

the other hand, leapt from Lilly Crawford’s shoulder to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged her head with her beak. “Hey, man, do you know

it all in stride, offering no

“You say you don’t know.”

Bailey:

H

a major event, to the point where ‘rivers

Bailey:

and Big

his eyes and glanced

clearly enjoys nonsense