Crashing into His Vengeance Chapter 05

Crashing into His Vengeance Chapter 05 

Julian’s POV 

I snapped my eyes open and ripped the IV tube from the back of my hand. 

I stumbled out of bed and grabbed my phone from the nightstand. 

The moment the call connected, I was practically roaring at the private investigator. 

“Find out where Elizabeth went! Now!” 

stormed out of the ward and drove like a madman. 

How could Lizzie disappear? How dared she disappear? 

Prey doesn’t get to leave the game before the hunter gives permission. 

In this moment, I couldn’t tell if I was driven by rage, or by a panic that was threatening to drown me. 

When I screeched to a halt at the Whitmore estate, I saw Catherine just about to get into her car. 

I rushed forward, my fingers clawing at the closing car door, holding it open by sheer force, 

“Where is Lizzie?” I hissed, my voice raw. “Don’t lie 

to me! I know she didn’t go to get married! Tell me where she is!” 

Catherine looked at me. There was no anger in her eyes. Only pity. 

“Julian, Lizzie going to get married is true. Or rather, 

she has to make herself believe it’s true, just to survive the nightmare you put her through.” 

My heart felt like it had been squeezed by a giant, invisible hand. 

I tried to armor myself with my hate, clinging to it like a shield. 

“That’s 

my woman! If it wasn’t for you…” I gasped for air, my eyes bloodshot. “If you hadn’t destroyed my 

nother years ago! If it wasn’t for revenge against you, 

I never would have approached Lizzie! This is all a sin committed by your generation!” 

“Enough.“. 

Catherine cut me off. 

“Are you still living inside the lies woven by your junkie mother?” 

I froze. 

“I didn’t destroy your mother. She was destroyed by her own insatiable greed and jealousy. The reality of the past is simple: Madeline was my college 

roommate. Even as she watched Lucas and I make our 

relationship official, she used alcohol and drugs to climb into my boyfriend’s bed.“

“She thought getting pregnant with you would force him to marry her. But she was wrong. Lucas never 

loved her. He gave her a sum of money and told her to leave. It was your mother who squandered that child support on drugs and eventually died in her owa vomit.” 

“Impossible…” I took a step back, my voice trembling. “You’re lying! You are lying!” 

Catherine didn’t blink. 

“The current you is exactly like your self–destructive mother. People like you only know how to turn your own misfortune into a knife and stab it into innocent people. Lizzie did nothing wrong, yet she spent five years atonement for your pathetic mother’s sins. But now, the debt is paid. It ends here.” 

she signaled the driver. 

“Wait! You’re not leaving! explain this to me!” I tried to lunge at the car. 

heavy hand clamped down on my shoulder. 

It was Richard. 

“I only have one question for you.” 

“In these five years of ‘revenge‘… while you were meticulously planning every lie, every time you saw Lizzie smile at you without reservation… for even one single second, did you view her as a living, breathing human being?” 

“Did you ever think about how much it would hurt her? Did you ever consider that she was a girl who could cry, who could laugh, who loved you with her whole heart, and not just a pawn on your chessboard?” 

My lips moved, but my throat felt stuffed with cotton. 

No sound came out. 

For five years, I had only seen Lizzie as a target. A tool. 

enjoyed her love, while internally mocking her stupidity. 

I had treated her as a sacrifice for my war against the world. 

Richard looked at my instantly pale face. He didn’t need my answer; he already knew. 

He shook his head. The sorrow in his eyes stung worse than any curse word. 

“In this world, there will never be anyone who loves 

you like Lizzie did. And you killed that love with your own hands.” 

I don’t know how I got back to the apartment. 

My phone was vibrating insanely in my pocket. 

I opened social media.

RacingKingIsScum was trending at number one. 

Someone had uploaded the video of me at the charity gala last night. 

The comments section was a massive public execution aimed squarely at me. 

“This man is disgusting.” 

“I heard he’s an illegitimate child? Bad blood really tells.” 

“This guy is a world champion? F1 doesn’t need morally bankrupt drivers like this!” 

“That girl looks so pitiful. How could he be so cruel?” 

Then, a new text message popped up from the team manager: 

Julian, given the severe negative public opinion, the investors have just formally notified us of 

their withdrawal. The team board has decided to immediately activate the termination clause.” 

The career I had once been so proud of collapsed completely in that instant, 

I smashed the phone hard onto the expensive carpet and started tearing through the room like a soul–lost beast. 

I didn’t believe she could leave so cleanly. I didn’t believe she left nothing behind. 

But the resolute Lizzie hadn’t even left a speck of dust for me. 

“Fuck!” 

I kicked over the piano bench in the corner of the living room. 

A stack of sheet music she used to read slid off. 

With a crash, the papers scattered across the floor. 

A diary fell out from between the pages of an old score, landing right at my feet. 

It was filled with that familiar handwriting. 

“Julian looks very tired today. I wanted to tell him about the baby, but he said the pressure for the upcoming race is too high. Forget it. I’ll give him the surprise after he wins the championship. If it’s a boy, I hope he’s brave like him; if it’s a girl, I hope she has his eyes… If we make this our home, I will be the happiest person in the world.” 

She was fantasizing about making this a home. 

But I was busy destroying it with my own hands. 

A massive wave of regret hit me like a tsunami, making it impossible to breathe. 

had strangled the only light in the world that could have saved me. 

I finally had to admit the fact I had been avoiding all along. 

I loved her. 

I fucking loved her to death. 

I don’t know how long I stayed kneeling there. 

Eventually, I crawled up and found the phone with the shattered screen. 

I posted a new update. 

“I know I am guilty. I don’t ask for forgiveness. But Elizabeth, no matter which corner of the earth you 

are in, no matter who you are going to marry, even if I have to turn the whole world upside down… I will find you.” 

I muttered to the empty room. 

“Lizzie… even if I have to chase you to hell, I’m coming.” 

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