All Chapters of His Choice Wasn't Me: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

The line remained silent for a moment after Colonel Hassan asked the question.“Who’s this person?”On the other end of the call, Sarah did not answer immediately. She leaned back slightly in the chair inside her hotel suite, her fingers tightening around the phone.Through the large window beside her, the bright afternoon sun washed over the city skyline, but her mind was far away from the peaceful view.She exhaled slowly.“There is someone,” she finally said.Colonel Hassan waited patiently.Sarah paused again, as if weighing how much to reveal.“My ex-husband remarried some years ago,” she began carefully. “Her name is Tiana.”The colonel remained silent, allowing her to continue.“She’s not his wife anymore,” Sarah added. “They divorced recently.”Her voice carried a hint of exhaustion, like someone reopening an old wound she would rather forget.“That woman,” Sarah continued slowly, “has been a thorn in my flesh ever since I returned to New York.”Colonel Hassan leaned forward s

The hotel room had grown unusually quiet.Even the air inside seemed to carry a heavy tension that none of them could ignore.James had been sitting on the couch for nearly an hour, his phone clutched tightly in his hand. His eyes remained fixed on the screen, waiting for it to light up with the call he desperately hoped would come.Every few seconds, he would glance at the time.Then back at the phone again.Daniel sat nearby, watching him silently. The boy had never seen James this unsettled before. The confident man who normally carried himself with calm authority now looked restless and fragile.Sarah stood by the window, her arms folded across her chest as she stared outside.But her mind was nowhere near the busy streets below.It was in New York.Inside that house.With Melissa.The silence dragged on.James exhaled sharply and shifted forward on the couch. His thumb hovered over the screen as he prepared to call again.He had already called Caleb three times in the past hour.

The black SUV rolled smoothly through the hotel driveway just as the evening lights were beginning to glow around the building.The sky outside had shifted into that soft orange shade that came just before darkness settled fully over the city.Guests moved in and out of the hotel entrance, while uniformed attendants stood ready to assist with luggage.The driver slowed the vehicle near the entrance.A porter immediately stepped forward and opened the door for them.Sarah stepped out first, followed by Daniel and Aisha. The cool evening air wrapped around them gently, a welcome relief from the heat that had followed them through most of the day.Without wasting time, they walked inside.The hotel lobby was bright and elegant, filled with soft lighting and the quiet hum of guests chatting in different corners. The marble floor reflected the glow from the chandeliers hanging above, giving the entire space a calm, polished feel.Sarah walked directly toward the reception desk.The recepti

Mr. Edochie listened to Sarah without interrupting, his fingers lightly interlocked on the polished surface of his desk as she explained what she needed.His expression remained calm and attentive throughout, but there was a weight in his eyes, a quiet, measured gravity, that told her he understood the urgency sitting beneath her words even before she had finished laying them out.When she stopped speaking, he leaned back slightly in his chair and released a quiet breath, the kind a person releases when they are carefully assembling a response before committing to it."Getting a replacement passport for your son won't be a problem," he said finally, his tone steady and unhurried. "Daniel has records, identity, history. The system knows he exists. That part is straightforward."Sarah nodded slowly, her shoulders easing by a fraction. But her eyes stayed fixed on him, watching his face carefully, waiting for what she already sensed was coming."But…" he continued, tilting his head just

The flight landed in New York just as dawn began to stretch across the horizon, casting a pale golden light over the city that never truly slept.From the outside, everything looked normal; cars moving, people rushing, life continuing without pause, but for Sarah, nothing felt normal anymore.The moment they stepped out of the airport, the security detail waiting for them closed in immediately, forming a quiet shield around them. It wasn’t dramatic, but it was enough to remind her that whatever they had escaped in Nigeria had only been replaced by something else here.Something closer.Something more personal.The drive to her mansion was unusually quiet. Daniel sat beside Aisha in the backseat, occasionally glancing at her as if making sure she was still there, still real.Aisha, on the other hand, stayed still, her eyes moving from one passing structure to another, trying to take in a world so different from anything she had ever known.Tall buildings. Clean roads. Order. Structure.