Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 662

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.

that, she looked for the biggest hanger she could find, hung it on the wall, and ironed

it.” Charlotte

town, that was all they could come up with. There were also

more than an hour. She took a few

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

the gown made it glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

her cheek when she looked at the wedding ring

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

I’ve survived.”

a walking corpse that was robbed of everything and trapped in a foreign

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

believing that Zachary would come for her. But at night, before she fell asleep, the fire

that moment, she was

she should trust

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