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.

 

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.

than an hour. She took a few steps back and gave it

soft breeze passed under the tulle, it gently buoyed up and

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

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

at the wedding ring in her palm, and she had never felt

well. One last bottle tomorrow and you’ll

I’ve survived.” Charlotte

she was no better than a walking corpse that was robbed of everything and

long as we’re alive. Mr. Zachary would surely come for us.” Mrs. Berry was

She would feel hopeful every morning, believing that Zachary would come

she was truly

didn’t know if she should

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

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