All Chapters of His Choice Wasn't Me: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Sarah had just finished reviewing new security measures when her phone lit up with James’s caller ID.She hesitated, exhaled sharply, then answered.“What happened today must never repeat itself,” she said immediately, her tone calm but edged with steel. “You don’t show up unannounced. You don’t argue with my guards. You don’t raise your voice in front of Daniel.”James tried to speak. “Sarah, I only wanted—”“If it happens again,” she cut in, “I will not just keep you away from my house. I will file a fresh restriction order that stops you from seeing Daniel entirely.”“Sarah—”The call ended. She didn’t give him another second.She stood for a moment, breathing deeply, fighting to steady her emotions. Things were spiraling fast—not just around Daniel, but around everything she had built since stepping back into the world.And then the real blow landed.By noon, every major media platform was on fire.A breaking-news banner flashed across multiple screens in the Transcorp lobby:“SAR

Tiana’s hands trembled as she stood by the window, staring out at nothing while the phone vibrated again. She didn’t want to answer.She didn’t want to hear his voice. But Henry Augustine was not the kind of man anyone ignored twice.She picked up.His tone was calm, almost bored. “I just dropped a call from an insider.”Her breath hitched.“Your husband,” Henry continued slowly, “is filing for separation.”Tiana’s heart slammed against her ribs. “What?”“He’s claiming you’re unstable… and that you pose harm to your daughter.”A sharp cry escaped her before she could hold it back. “He can’t do that! He— he knows I love my daughter! Henry, he knows—”“Calm down,” Henry cut in, unbothered by her panic. “This is not something anger can solve.”Tiana paced the room, tears gathering in her eyes. “He wants to take my child away from me. He wants to paint me like I’m dangerous? How can he—”“Listen,” Henry said, firmer now. “I warned you this would happen. He wants to protect Sarah, and the

James arrived at Sarah’s mansion faster than he expected, breath unsteady, pulse racing with a strange blend of fear and hope.She had called him barely an hour ago, saying, “We need to talk. Come after work.” But he didn’t wait. He couldn’t.Something in her tone refused to leave his mind.As he parked outside the gate, part of him whispered the foolish hope he had refused to kill—maybe tonight Sarah would finally forgive him, maybe she was ready to open the door he had destroyed with his own hands. He shook the thought away, but it clung stubbornly.He had branched at Melissa’s school on his way, picking her up when he realized he wanted her there too. If something good was going to come out of this meeting, he wanted Melissa to witness it.Inside the living room, the moment Melissa saw Daniel, she squealed and ran to him. Daniel laughed, kneeling so she could hug him properly.In that moment, the two looked inseparable—siblings held together by chaos, yet loving each other more gen

The afternoon sun hung bright and warm over the city streets as Nkem sat comfortably in the back seat of the sleek black SUV, scrolling absently through her phone.She was on her way to the upscale shopping mall downtown, accompanied by two of Sarah's most trusted security guards, Marcus in the driver's seat and Joel seated beside her in the back.Everything felt normal. Safe. Routine.Until it wasn't.The SUV had just turned onto a quieter side street, a shortcut Marcus frequently took to avoid the heavy afternoon traffic, when suddenly a large van screeched violently around the corner ahead, blocking their path completely.The tires screamed against the asphalt. Marcus slammed hard on the brakes, the SUV lurching to an abrupt, jarring stop."What the hell—" Marcus started, but his words died instantly in his throat.Within seconds, another vehicle, a dark sedan, came roaring up from behind, boxing them in completely. Doors flew open on both vehicles simultaneously, and men poured ou

The moment Mr. Ifeanyi Nnadede walked through the estate gates, the tension around him was impossible to miss.His shoulders were rigid, his expression wounded yet burning with fury. Nkem rushed to him the moment he stepped into the living room of their secured apartment, but even as he hugged her tightly, she felt something unsettling beneath the surface of his relief.He held her face gently, his voice heavy.“My daughter… are you truly fine?”Nkem nodded slowly, but the tremble in her voice betrayed her. “I’m trying, Dad.”He closed his eyes briefly. The last three days had shaken him to the core.While he traveled briefly to Nigeria to settle a business issue, his daughter faced a nightmare he hadn’t been there to stop, men sent by the Augustine brothers had attempted to grab her outside a nearby supermarket.She escaped only because two of Sarah’s security operatives intervened.But the fear remained etched in her eyes.That evening, Mr. Ifeanyi walked straight to Sarah’s mansion