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.

 

be ironed in this manner. But with the limited resources in this town, that was all they could come up with. There were also dry cleaners out

pressed out all the wrinkles after more than an hour.

soft breeze passed under the tulle, it gently buoyed up

bridal gown without a bride

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

she looked at the wedding ring in her palm, and she

One last bottle tomorrow and you’ll be as fit as a fiddle.

right. I’ve survived.” Charlotte

walking corpse that was robbed of everything and

long as we’re alive. Mr. Zachary would surely

every morning, believing that Zachary would come for

she

know if she should trust him

dinner. Have some rest.” Mrs. Berry went to the

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