Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 663

An agonizing nine days had passed.

In the silver box stood the last bottle of antidote. Fortunately, Charlotte did not relapse for the past few days, which was basically the only thing she was glad about.

One more bottle tomorrow, and all the poison in her body would be flushed out.

At dawn, Mrs. Berry collected Charlotte’s custom-made bridal gown after she hung the clothes outside. Thanks to the ceaseless rain, it took them forever to dry, and the layers of fabric sewn to the dress didn’t help either.

The bridal gown had been out on the laundry rack for nine days since Mrs. Berry removed all blood stains on it.

Finally, she could take the gown back in.

 

After that, she looked for the biggest hanger she could find, hung it on the wall, and ironed it using the steam from a conventional iron.

“Let me do it.” Charlotte took over the iron.

 

this manner. But with the limited resources in this town, that was all they could come up with. There were

by inch, Charlotte finally pressed out all the wrinkles after more than

it gently buoyed up and fell. There

glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride was like a fallen angel,

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

looked at the wedding

cheer up. At least you’re recovering well. One last bottle tomorrow and

I’ve

she was no better than a walking corpse that was

Mr. Zachary

as her eyes wandered on the bridal gown. She would feel hopeful every morning, believing that Zachary would come for her. But at night, before she fell asleep, the fire in her heart

moment, she was truly

if she should trust

make dinner. Have some rest.”

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