Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

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

|||

1/4

saying that, he walked

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

face instantly tightened, and she exclaimed, “Blaagaake Maaaaac Necccccceil!”

practically crossed the

her 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

played the gate of throwing stones

however, frowned.

dog saliva, hit Lilly’s

who knows if it broke the

dinner, come with me to get a tetanus shot.”

instantly froze:

feet, sometimes saying she wanted to feed the

give

didn’t want to go anyway…

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

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 said its stomach got burned, so

chimed in,

of anything, why would she be scared of a sho

a shot is like

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

family welcomes an additional

her own mind, and

calico cat, Bailey, the stray dog who lost a companion,

one tortoise, one cat,

94

Lilly Crawford tilted her head, looking at the wolf

had already become familiar in the house, wagged his tail and quietly

a tree, eyeing Polly with

Crawford’s shoulder to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged her head with

in stride,

say you don’t

Bailey:

H

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:

and Big

eyes and glanced at

clearly enjoys nonsense literature…