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.

 

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 dry cleaners out there, but Mrs. Berry wasn’t sure if they were

finally pressed out all the wrinkles after more than

buoyed up and fell. There

bridal gown without a bride was

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

looked at the wedding ring in her

At least you’re recovering well. One last bottle tomorrow and you’ll be as fit as a fiddle. This is

right. I’ve survived.” Charlotte

that, she was no better than a walking corpse that

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

having conflicting feelings 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

moment, she was

know if she should trust him

Have some rest.” Mrs. Berry

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