บททั้งหมดของ Let’s Divorce My husband : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Nicholas's POV Seeing the concern on his face made me more determined to recover. In that moment, I realized how important my health was for him and how much love he had for me. Hazel watched us with a warm smile, as if sensing the peace that was beginning to return. Gratitude filled my heart, and I was determined to follow the doctor’s advice for the well-being of Charlie and Hazel. This small moment brought new hope amid the tension we had experienced. Seeing Charlie so worried warmed my heart. But behind all of this, I knew the real issues weren't resolved. Hazel was still hiding something, and I had to find out what she had really told Charlie. However, for now, I needed to focus on my health and make sure I could stay by Charlie's side. The anxiety lingered in my mind, but I tried to push it away for the time being. Remembering how important my role was for Charlie and Hazel, I was determined to follow all t

Nicholas's POVI stared at her intently, trying to find answers in her face. But Hazel seemed confident in what she was saying.I knew Hazel always had her way of steering situations to her liking, but this time I couldn't fully accuse her. After all, I wasn't there when all this happened.There was something in her demeanor that made me hesitant to argue further. Maybe she was right; perhaps there were things I didn't know, reasons behind her actions that had frustrated me. In this silence, I felt the vulnerability between us, and for the first time, I wanted to listen—not just to judge, but to understand."I'm not accusing you, Hazel," I finally said. "But I still find this strange. Charlie loves Sabrina so much. Why would he think that Sabrina doesn't love him anymore?"My mind circled around that question. Confusion and worry enveloped my heart. Charlie always seemed happy when he was with Sabrina, and I couldn't imagine him feeling n

Nicholas's POVMorning came too quickly. The sunlight pierced through the hospital room curtains, marking the start of a heavy day. I had just finished speaking with the doctor, who told me I was allowed to go home. His words still echoed in my ears, but instead of feeling relieved, I was enveloped in overwhelming fatigue. I truly hadn’t slept well last night.I sat on the edge of the bed, taking a deep breath. My phone lay on the side table, vibrating silently as if waiting for my attention. I reached for it and was greeted with a screen full of missed call notifications and unread messages. Most were from the office, some from numbers I didn’t recognize. There were also messages from coworkers asking when I could return.I rubbed my temples, trying to soothe the slight throb that had begun in my forehead. "I should have slept longer," I muttered softly, realizing that even the pain in my head hadn’t completely subsided.However, there was no tim

Nicholas's POVI have to return to the hospital. No matter how tired or overwhelmed I feel, Sabrina needs me there. The approaching night’s silence gives space for my thoughts to wander. Each passing second makes me more aware of how important my presence is beside her.The car engine starts softly, and I grip the steering wheel with renewed determination. The quiet road leads me back to where hope and uncertainty meet. During the drive, I try to remember all the beautiful things we’ve shared, and how I want to relive each of those moments with her.The warmth from those memories gives me strength as I drive, even though anxiety envelops me. I know that whatever happens, my presence will provide strength, not just for me, but for her as well.With sharper focus, I continue my journey, determined to not only be present but also to love her with all my heart. As I approach the hospital, I feel a new hope growing within me, a hope that our love can o

Nicholas's POV "Who is critical inside?" I ask with a slightly demanding tone, even though my voice trembles. The nurse looks anxious but replies, "Miss Sabrina." The world seems to stop for a moment. My heart feels like it has stopped beating. "Sabrina?" I whisper, barely believing it."I'm sorry, sir, I have to go back in," she says quickly before I can ask more. She immediately goes back into the ICU, leaving me frozen in place.My hands tremble as I grip the chair next to me to keep from falling. My breath quickens, my chest feels tight. Dark thoughts start flooding my mind, imagining all the worst possibilities that could happen.I pace back and forth in front of the ICU door, not knowing what to do. The haunting feeling of despair makes me want to break in, but I know that won’t help. So I can only stand there, staring at the tightly closed door and praying."God, please," I mumble softly, barely