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.

find, hung it on the wall,

Charlotte took

ironed in this manner. But with the limited resources in this town, that was all they could come up with. There were also dry cleaners out there, but Mrs. Berry wasn’t sure if they were professional

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

up and fell. There was something familiar yet foreign about

the gown made it glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

at the wedding ring

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

right. I’ve survived.”

corpse that was robbed of

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

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, blaming how heartless he

moment, she

she

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