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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?”

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

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that, he

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

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

crossed the door in

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

honest, narrating how she played the gate of throwing stones with the dog,

Levine, however, frowned.

in dog saliva, hit

area, who knows if it broke

dinner, come with me to get

smile instantly froze:

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

wanted to give the

want to

are you scared? Last time I

wolfhound isn’t feeling well… It was poisoned by someone. Daddy said its

chimed in, “Exactly!”

anything, why would she

a shot is like getting sprinkled with water-

on her

an additional member.

least in her own mind, and

calico cat, Bailey, the stray

bird, one tortoise, one cat, and two

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her head, looking at the wolf dog who was eating.

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

on a tree, eyeing Polly with a hunting stance.

to Bailey’s shoulder and playfully nudged her head with her beak. “Hey,

stride,

say you

Bailey:

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those who 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

Bailey:

Josh Crawford, and Big

Belmont squinted his eyes and

enjoys nonsense literature…