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.

hanger she could find, hung it on

me do it.” Charlotte

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

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

up

the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

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

tomorrow and

I’ve survived.”

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

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

was 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 in her heart would slowly smother,

that moment, she was truly

didn’t know if she should trust him

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