Curious Case Of Benjamin Button Novels & Stories

he whispers with his own relief, still holding me tightly in his arms as if he was afraid to let me go. Finally, Benjamin places me down to my feet and I stare at him in shock. “How are you here? What about the curse?” I question curiously, looking over his features. It’s as if he hasn’t aged a day since I was a little girl. He looks around, searching for an answer, but shortly his gaze looks back at me. “I’m not sure. I went to sleep one night and when I woke up, I was back to myself,” he proclaims with the same look of confusion as me, but then it hits me. “Oh, I think I know. When did this happen?” I asked, pointing to the rocking chair next to the one I sat in moments before he sho

His voice was calm, steady, even though his chest still heaved from the fight. “Please, don’t hurt me or my baby,” I begged, trembling. “I’m not Maria_I’m Catrina.” His eyes flickered with disbelief, searching mine. “Are you hurt anywhere?” His hand almost brushed my face, but I flinched back. “Relax. I’m a doctor,” he said softly. “Doctor Benjamin.” His tone was gentle, soothing. “You look so much like Maria, I thought you were her. We were childhood friends… until she vanished six years ago.”

Cheryl paused, neither advancing nor retreating. She spoke first, her expression hardening, and her voice sharp as she questioned, "What exactly are you trying to do, Benjamin?" Benjamin stopped just two steps away, the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up to his forearms. Instead of answering her directly, his gaze lingered on her tightly pressed lips. In a calm, almost matter-of-fact tone, as if he were stating something mundane, he said, "Picking you up after work."

Jeremy instantly understood Benjamin's meaning. "Go, with Hannah's intelligence, she must have left evidence along the way for me to find her." Benjamin angrily hit his own head. He should have thought of it sooner; his little princess was so clever and would definitely leave evidence. Benjamin mobilized everyone to search along the way. Soon, a bodyguard came over and said, "Sir, this looks like a button from Miss's clothes. I saw her wearing clothes with this kind of diamond button this morning." Benjamin was overjoyed, "Yes, keep looking!"

Until he got to one file. Employee logins. Someone had accessed Amara’s medical records two weeks ago. From his internal server. His jaw clenched. He scanned the terminal ID. Ben. Ben was one of his oldest hires. Discreet. Loyal. At least, that’s what Liam believed. He clicked through a few more folders. Hidden within the metadata were text logs between Ben and an encrypted number. The last message chilled him: "She’s still pregnant. He hasn’t figured it out yet. But he’s close. I’ll stall if needed.”

I yell, not even sure that’s a movie, and totally ignoring the fact he raised all the fingers on one hand and an extra on the other. He frowns at me, prompting laughter from his sister. “Like you can blame her!” Paris hoots. He continues to walk bent over, before straightening and walking upright and regal, like someone in a pageant. “Miss Congeniality!” He shakes his head and then starts rocking his hands like someone putting a baby to sleep.“The Curious Case of Benjamin Button !” I yell, connecting the dots, all six words of them. Ecstatic, he jumps and pummels the air with his fist. Returning to our seat, I am well aware that even though we have done well t

“My sister canceled your wedding! What did you do to her? I swear I’ll—” Jeremy’s words blurred into a distant hum in Benjamin’s ears as he struggled to sit up. His head throbbed, and his body swayed until he accidentally knocked over a pen lying beside him. He didn’t remember leaving a pen and notebook there, but his hand instinctively reached for them. His heart plummeted as he recognized Bonita’s handwriting. Every word she wrote brought memories flooding back. His body floated with joy as Bonita described her love for him but crashed when he read her final words about traveling the world to find a man who would make her fall in love again.

She cursed under her breath upon realizing she'd rejected Benjamin's call. Victoria quickly called him back. As soon as he picked up the call, she explained quickly, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Harper. I didn't mean to reject your call. I … I pressed the wrong button!" She had no idea that it was Benjamin's call. In the neighboring house in Zion Estate, Benjamin sat on the sofa in a white bathrobe. He had just finished his shower. He laughed. "Victoria Jameson, this is the first time anyone has rejected my call."

She was too shocked to even argue with him. Benjamin grabbed Charlie's hand and walked away. The hospital security and the doctors tried to stop him but he was like a tsunami, running toward his destiny. Benjamin entered the apartment like a storm, yelling at everyone who was in the apartment. And he was shocked when everyone told him that all the keys to that specific room were lost within two hours.

Nathan had always been calm and collected, so he reprimanded his brother, “Stop gossiping. You’ll know when it’s time for you to know.” Benjamin exited his brother’s office silently after being reprimanded and went back to work. Julian studied the fashion magazine that Benjamin had given him and thought that he looked similar to the so-called fashionable young men. He went to the lounge and looked in the bathroom mirror for a long time before coming to a conclusion—he was indeed old. He had very good looks and physique, and when it came to his performance in bed, regardless of his size, endurance, or skills, he was top notch, but it was a pity she would not be able to experience it in person