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.

could find, hung it

it.” Charlotte took over the

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

more than an hour. She

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

glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

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

bottle tomorrow and you’ll be

I’ve survived.”

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

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

as her eyes wandered on the bridal gown. She would feel hopeful every morning, believing that Zachary would come for her. But at

she

she should

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