One Night Bride: Master Blackwood's Substitute Wife-Chapter 780: Ivy Kensington’s Face Destroyed
Ivy Kensington dashed eagerly to the cabin’s door, but just as her hands touched the handle, Claire Crowley lunged and grabbed her ankle.
Taken by surprise, she fell forward, her knees hitting the ground hard.
It hurts so much...
Ivy cried out in pain, instinctively trying to resist, but before she could act, the cabin door was pushed open, and a man walked in.
It was the driver who had tricked her into coming out earlier!
"Goddess Claire, I’m here to help you!"
The driver spoke in a rough voice. His leg was visibly injured, bleeding, yet haphazardly bandaged. He was limping, clearly injured in the car crash earlier.
Claire Crowley was panting heavily. She rarely smiled, but upon hearing his words, a smile spread across her face.
"Okay, once this is over, we’ll run away together and never come back here again!"
This driver was a crazed fan who had helped her once before, obsessively in love with her for years.
Since her return, no one believed she was the real Claire Crowley, except him. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Claire felt a mix of pride and calculation; this fool was just perfect for her to use!
Sure enough, upon hearing Claire’s words, the driver looked at Ivy with a savage glint in his eyes.
He would do anything if it meant he could be with Claire Crowley.
"Goddess Claire, you just go, leave this to me!"
Saying this, the driver stepped towards Ivy.
"What do you want to do..."
The arrival of the driver heightened Ivy’s sense of danger.
If she only faced Claire, she might have a chance to escape, but with an additional person, an adult man at that, her chance of escaping alive plummeted to almost zero!
Ivy’s heart filled with anxiety.
What should I do...
Claire stood up, glaring menacingly at Ivy before snatching up the eyebrow razor that had fallen during their struggle.
"Bitch, my face is ruined, don’t think you’ll look any better!"
She wanted to destroy Ivy’s face!
Realizing this, Ivy’s eyes turned cold; this Claire Crowley was downright insane!
"Die!"
Claire screamed, slashing the razor towards Ivy’s cheek!
"Ugh..."
Ivy’s hands and feet were tied again by the driver, this time leaving her no room to escape.
She only managed a muffled groan as pain seared through her right cheek, the razor’s sharp tip cutting downwards. Instantly, she felt warm liquid trickling down her right face, dripping onto her collarbone.
It hurts so much...
Ivy clenched her fists in pain.
Claire wanted a second strike, but the driver spoke up, "Goddess Claire, you should go now, run as far as you can, or you’ll get caught in the fire."
Hearing this, Claire reluctantly stopped, "Ivy, from now on, you’ll be an ugly freak! Hahaha..."
Claire laughed loudly as she walked out.
As soon as she left, the driver stood and circled the cabin expressionlessly. Shortly after, Ivy saw him dragging in several cans of gasoline, the pungent smell quickly filling the cabin.
"You’re planning to set a fire?"
Ivy could no longer mind the pain on her face, staring fixedly at the gas cans in the man’s hands.
This is madness!
This was a crime, arson, and Claire had run away, leaving others to commit such acts. She was playing a perfect game, ensuring that even if caught by the police, she could wash her hands clean of any guilt!
