Chapter 663

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.

After that, she looked for the biggest hanger she could find, hung it on the wall, and ironed it using the steam from a conventional iron.

“Let me do it.” Charlotte took over the iron.

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 with. There were

out all the wrinkles after more than

tulle, it gently buoyed up and fell. There

the gown made it glimmer under the sun. Yet, a bridal gown without a bride was like a fallen angel, ripped off all its

Just like Charlotte's eyes.

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

recovering well. One last bottle tomorrow and you'll be

right. I've

better than a walking corpse that was robbed of

Zachary would surely come for us.” Mrs. Berry was

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, blaming how

she was truly

didn't know if she should trust him

dinner. Have some rest.” Mrs. Berry went to the

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