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

Charlotte took

manner. But with the limited resources in this town, that was all they could come up

all the wrinkles after more than an hour. She took a few steps back and gave it

soft breeze passed under the tulle, it gently buoyed up and fell. There was something familiar yet

a bridal gown without a bride

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

the wedding ring in her palm, and she had

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

I’ve

was no better than a walking corpse that

alive. Mr. Zachary

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, blaming

she was

if she

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