Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 667

Panic-stricken, Arthit ran off, leaving Charlotte bawling her eyes out in the rain with Mrs. Berry in her arms.

“Miss...” Mrs. Berry held onto Charlotte's hand tightly. Blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth, but she still mustered the strength to call out to Charlotte, “Miss...”

“Mrs. Berry! Don't worry. You'll be fine. You'll be fine! I won't let anything happen to you.” Charlotte quavered as tears trickled down her face. “You can't leave me like this! You're all that I have left... I have no one but you...”

Charlotte could not imagine a life without Mrs. Berry, who was the last ray of hope in her life that she desperately held onto.

She would rather get shot than let Mrs. Berry sacrifice herself.

“Miss...” Mrs. Berry's eyes were gruesomely wide open, and the tears strewn on her face were washed away by the unforgiving rain. The blood in her mouth made it difficult for her to speak. “You need to live... on...”

“Mrs. Berry...” The next thing Charlotte knew, Mrs. Berry's hand had gone limp, dropping to the ground.

“Mrs. Berry! Mrs. Berry...” Charlotte called her name in a trembling voice. “Mrs. Berry! This is not funny at all... Wake up... Wake up!”

To Charlotte's despair, no matter how urgently she cried for her, Mrs. Berry did not respond and simply lay lifelessly in her arms.

What had been an affectionate, loving, and chubby angel in her life became merely an empty shell.

Charlotte's pupils dilated while her mouth was agape. She wanted to scream

the

quivering uncontrollably. Looking up at the

a desolate beast in pain. Her sorrow could not be expressed in mere

have I done wrong? God! Why

pristine wedding gown once more. But this

should have

the scene. Paramedics rushed to check on Mrs. Berry, but alas, they turned to Charlotte with conflicted expressions. “We're

stood beside her, was at a loss for words. He had no idea how he could comfort her in such a situation.

be somewhere else. In the

ticked away, but Charlotte did not move an inch and clung onto Mrs. Berry helplessly in the relentless

but the rain was still pouring

far from a thunderstorm, Charlotte had become drenched inside out, and all the blood

in the rain for too long,” Arthit

Berry, who was in her arms. Wobbling as she stood up while holding onto Mrs. Berry's

you.” Arthit knelt before