Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 294

Alaric's initial instinct was to take her to a hospital, but Hazel, sensing his intention, begged him weakly.

"Please, no hospitals. They'll definitely track me down there. And no police either. Just drop me at the train station. Please."

Beatrice's eldest son worked at The District Administration.

Going to the cops would be a death sentence.

Her only option was to run as far away as possible, build a life for herself, and come back to destroy them when she had the power to do so.

Seeing that she was just a young girl, Alaric had no desire to get tangled in local politics or family drama. Respecting her wishes, he navigated straight to her requested destination.

Hazel's injuries were mostly minor scrapes and bruises. It wasn't life-threatening.

When they pulled up to the train station, she dragged herself out of the passenger seat and finally got a good look at her savior under the streetlights.

She was stunned by how incredibly handsome and young he was.

But this wasn't the time to admire him. She pleaded in a low voice.

"Can you promise not to tell anyone you saved me? If you give me your contact info, I swear I'll pay you back someday."

Noticing how frail and bloodied she was, Alaric kept his expression neutral, wanting to keep his distance from the mess. "No need. Good luck."

He turned to get back into the driver's seat.

Seeing that he was genuinely a good person, Hazel threw herself toward his window. "Could you... could you lend me a little money? I lost my phone, and I have no way to buy a ticket out of here."

Alaric paused, eyeing her. A girl her age, in this kind of desperate state, probably wasn't running a scam.

He casually pulled a few hundred dollars from his wallet and handed it through the window.

Hazel grabbed the cash, gave him a look of profound gratitude, and without another word of hesitation, bolted into the train station.

Watching her disappear into the terminal, Alaric noted the sky was beginning to lighten.

He hadn't slept a wink. He decided to head back to The Grand Regency to wait for Ivy.

Ivy had spent the entire night desperately searching for her sister to no avail.

Someone mentioned seeing a girl matching her description getting into a stranger's car.

Sick with worry, Ivy rushed to Silverton to continue the hunt.

Listening to her sister's traumatic confession, Ivy gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white.

She had foolishly believed her mother's lack of hostility earlier was due to genuine grief over their father's death.

She couldn't have been more wrong.

Her mother was still the same ruthless monster, perfectly willing to sell her own flesh and blood as breeding stock.

Swallowing the fiery mix of humiliation and rage, Ivy comforted her sister briefly before hanging up and sprinting back to the village.

She had to get Gemma out of there immediately.

Reporting Hazel's assault to the police would be completely useless.

Beatrice's son wielded entirely too much power at The District Administration.

Out here in the country, the Vaughans effectively ruled the town.

Ivy knew she currently lacked the money and power to take on her mother and the Vaughan family.

Her only play was to escape now and return for vengeance when she had the strength to crush them.