All Chapters of She Writes Her Own Heartbeat : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Pov Samantha ***The following afternoon, Sebastian returned to the clinic. This time, he came alone, wearing a beautifully cut, dark suit, projecting an air of profound, weary responsibility. He didn't bring Sophia, which I knew was a strategic move Sophia was the face of their defense, while Sebastian was here to play the role of the worried, loyal brother.I met him in the consultation room before allowing him access to Benjamin."Samantha, thank you for agreeing to see me," Sebastian said, his voice soft and laced with controlled emotion. "The news about the vehicle accident... and now this nonsense with the police releasing that petty burglar... it's all too much. I'm taking charge of security immediately. I've instructed my own people to be discreetly posted here."He was testing me again, asserting control. "That won't be necessary, Sebastian," I said, maintaining my cold, professional distance. "Benjamin has excellent protection, and the clinic is secure. He just needs rest.

Pov Samantha **The crisp air outside the clinic was a shock after days spent in the sterile hospital environment. The simple errand felt like a mission in itself. I drove a few blocks to the cafe, a small, bustling spot known for its strong, dark cityblends.I felt exposed, walking the short distance from the SUV to the cafe entrance. Every glance felt like scrutiny, every passing vehicle a potential threat. I was navigating the normal world, but the fear I carried made it feel like a war zone.Inside, the cafe was crowded, warm, and loud with the happy clatter of ceramic and conversation. I waited patiently for the coffee, keeping my back to the wall, focused entirely on the steaming cup that would bring Benjamin his small comfort.I was turning to leave, juggling the hot cup and the change, when a voice spoke my name, cold and clear, right beside me."Samantha."I froze. It was Aunt Annabelle.She was sitting alone at a small table near the window, nursing a cup of tea. She must h

Pov Samantha ***I returned to Benjamin's room, the heavy folder from Marcus clutched tightly in my hands. The room felt safe, an isolated bubble where the harsh realities of the outside world were momentarily muted. But the contents of the folder, the staggering proof of my independence felt like a secret I couldn't share, a plan for betrayal that was both necessary and terrifying.Benjamin was awake, watching me with quiet intensity. His ribs were still cracked, his movements slow, but his mind was sharp enough to recognize the change in my demeanor."What did Marcus want?" he asked, his voice low."He came to check on me," I said, placing the folder on the bedside table, deliberately facing the pages away from him. "He also brought some news about the book.""Good news, I assume," he noted, a small, knowing smile touching his lips. "Given the spectacular nature of our recent life, I imagine your sales are doing well.""They're doing more than well," I conceded, unable to keep the

Pov Samantha ***The two weeks following Benjamin’s discharge were a strange period of enforced calm, dictated by Dr. Adaobi's strict orders and my unyielding resolve. We moved the command center from the hospital to the penthouse, but the corporate office remained closed. I was now the sole gatekeeper of the world outside, protecting Benjamin from stress with a ferocious tenacity that surprised even Cassandra.Benjamin’s recovery was slow and frustrating for him. He was a man accustomed to perpetual motion, and being confined to the sofa with cracked ribs left him restless and irritable. I managed his pain medication, enforced his quiet hours, and kept him busy with non-strategic distractions.We fell into a comfortable, domestic routine built on trust and shared quiet. I read the news aloud carefully censoring any mention of Sterling Holdings while he sketched me, still trying to capture the elusive tension behind my eyes. I brought him endless cups of coffee (sourced by Cassandra

The media frenzy Samantha orchestrated was working perfectly, tying the captured mercenary, Elijah Kalu, directly to Sophia's shell companies. Sebastian was in full damage control, but he was far too shrewd to stay on the defensive for long. He couldn't attack Benjamin's legal position yet, but he could attack his public standing.The day after the evidence was finalized, Sebastian held an unscheduled, highly controlled press conference. He offered a moving, sad performance, feigning concern for his injured brother and tearfully denying any knowledge of the 'rogue security agent' who attacked the beloved author, Samantha Myers.Then, Sebastian launched his counter-attack not on the legal field, but on Benjamin's character."I am devastated by the actions of this rogue employee," Sebastian stated, his voice cracking with emotion for the cameras. "But I must also be honest with the public about my brother's history. Benjamin is currently under immense personal pressure, and I fear thi