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 hand-washed, neither should it be ironed in this manner. But with the limited resources in this town, that was all they

Charlotte finally pressed out all the wrinkles after more than an hour. She took a few

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

sewn onto the gown made it glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride was like

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

when she looked at the wedding ring in her

bottle tomorrow and you’ll be

right. I’ve

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

alive. Mr. Zachary would

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

moment, she

if she should trust him

Have some rest.”

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