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.

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

Charlotte took over

resources in this town, that was all they could come up with. There were also dry cleaners out there,

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

tulle, it gently buoyed up and fell.

sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride was like a fallen angel, ripped off

Just like Charlotte’s eyes.

the wedding ring in her palm, and she had

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

I’ve

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

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

gown. She would feel hopeful every morning, believing that Zachary would come for

moment, she was

didn’t know if she should trust

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