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.

 

gown worth tens of millions shouldn’t be hand-washed, neither should it be ironed in this manner. But with the limited resources in this town, that was all they could come up with. There were also

the wrinkles after more than an hour. She took a few steps back and gave

under the tulle, it gently buoyed up and fell. There was something familiar yet

gown made it glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride was like a fallen angel, ripped off all its

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

cheek when she looked at the wedding ring in her palm,

bottle tomorrow and you’ll

I’ve survived.” Charlotte

than a walking corpse that was

long as we’re alive. Mr. Zachary

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

that moment, she was

didn’t know if she should trust him

rest.”

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