Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 275

hapter 275

Elena POV

The silence stretched between us after Julian’s last words heavy with die weight of everything he’d just seitated. I stated out the the winder, WE clouds drift past like ghosts, trying to process the enormity of what Victoria had done to my family.

But something was gnawing at me–a burning question that demanded an answer,

“And her?” I said suddenly, turning back to face Julian. “That woman who poisoned my mother’s fire days, who destroyed everything-you just in her walk

free?’

Julian’s jaw tightened, and I saw something dangerous flash in his eyes. “Before your mother was hospitalized, I’d already identified Victoria as the mastermind behind the attack that caused your miscarriage. I’d arranged to have her sent to a psychiatric facility-sfied been claiming depression as

defense, trying to avoid criminal charges.”

His hands clenched into fists on the armrests. “But on the way to Bellevue, she disappeared. The psychiatrist I’d hired to evaluate her-Dr. Wetmore—was

found two days later. His car was pulled from a river in Westchester County. Him inside it.”

I felt my stomach drop. ‘She killed him?”

“The official ruling was accidental drowning,” Julian said bitterly. “But the timeline was too convenient. Dr. Whitmore left the city with Victoria in custody at

2 PM. By 4 PM, his phone went silent. By 6 PM, his car was in the water.”

He dragged a hand through his hair, frustration radiating from every line of his body. “The investigation found sedatives in his bloodstream-the same kind

Victoria had been prescribed for her supposed depression. But there was no physical evidence tying her to the scene.”

Hearing this, my fingernails dug deep into my palms, a wave of helpless fury washing over me. The injustice of it-that she could orchestrate so much

destruction and simply vanish-made my chest burn with rage.

“So she just-vanished?” I whispered.

“Yes,” Julian said, and the word was heavy with years of rage and helplessness. “We’ve been searching for her ever since. Private investigators, security teams even contacts in law enforcement. We’ve deployed every resource at our disposal, but she’s like a real ghost-only leaving faint traces in the dark web and encrypted communications.”

His voice grew more strained. “We’re trying to piece together her location from these fragmented bits of information. Sometimes we get close-a digital

etimepowe footprint here, a financial transaction there-but by the time we arrive, she’s already gone.”

I stared at him, my mind reeling. This woman-this Victoria-had orchestrated violence against me that cost me my first child, murdered a psychiatrist to escape custody, poisoned my dying mother with lies, and then simply vanished into thin air like smoke.

Buy? I heard myself ask. “Why would she do all of this? What did I ever do to her?”

pression shifted into something that looked almost like shame. “You existed,” he said quietly. “You were married to me, carrying my child, and sh tand it. Victoria had convinced herself that we were meant to be together-that she’d saved my life when we were ten years old, that I owed her

ords hit me like physical blows, each revelation more horrifying than the last.

Then my grandfather forced me to marry you instead of her, she made it her mission to destroy you. Your reputation, your pregnancy, your mother, your

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Chapter 275

to the mailed for ud, films. Completely and utterly erased.

And now she is trut there somewhere, I said, my voice flat, “Free. While my mother is dead, gry child is dead, and I cant even remember most of it

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