All Chapters of Let’s Divorce My husband : Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Sabrina's POV I rested my head on his chest, feeling his calm and steady heartbeat. The hug felt like our own world—safe, warm, and irreplaceable.As I tilted my head up slightly, he leaned down and gently kissed my lips. The kiss was not just a gesture of affection, but a promise. A promise of feelings that wouldn’t change despite the passage of time, of the togetherness we would continue to fight for, day by day. In his arms that night, I knew… I had found home.In this simple moment, all doubts and worries seemed to vanish. There was only us, two souls complementing each other. I felt lucky to have Nicholas by my side, someone who understood and supported me unconditionally. This was a love that grew in simplicity, filled with hope for the future.With every heartbeat we shared, I promised to cherish this love, nurturing it to keep it alive and growing. A long journey might await us, but with him, I felt ready to face anything. Here, I found peace

Sabrina's POV After all the food was neatly arranged on the mat, I looked around the park filled with other families also enjoying their holiday. There were sounds of children laughing, bicycles whirring, and music from small speakers brought by other visitors. But for some reason, everything felt like the perfect backdrop for our little moment.Nicholas sat leaning against a large tree, wearing his sunglasses, looking very relaxed. Charlie ran back to us, his cheeks flushed from exhaustion. He immediately threw himself into my arms and grabbed a piece of sandwich I had prepared.“This is so good, Mom!” he said, munching loudly.I smiled, happy to see him enjoying the food. “Eat slowly, or you’ll choke,” I said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.Nicholas laughed, “He always rushes when he eats. Seems like there’s something exciting out there.”Charlie ignored his dad's comment, focused on his sandwich. The atmosphere around us

Sabrina's POV I slowly got out of bed, trying not to make any noise. My bare feet touched the cold floor, and I quickly grabbed the sweater hanging by the closet, then walked quietly to the kitchen.The morning routine was always my favorite moment. There was a certain tranquility when everyone was still asleep, and I had time to prepare the day in my own way.I turned on the kettle, then opened the fridge and started taking out ingredients for breakfast. There were eggs, bread, cheese, vegetables, and bacon. My hands began to move automatically, turning on the stove, pouring oil, and preparing the ingredients for an omelet. The aroma of sautéing began to fill the air, making the kitchen feel more alive.Occasionally, I glanced at the wall clock. It was still early. The perfect time to prepare a special breakfast before Nicholas and Charlie woke up. I also sliced some fresh fruit, arranged toast with butter, and poured orange juice into a clear glass.

Hazel's POV I lowered my head, feeling the tension flowing between us. On one hand, I knew Adrian's help could be the key to gaining custody of Charlie. On the other hand, the memory of how he left without explanation still haunted me.I recalled all the moments when I had struggled alone, trying to overcome every challenge without support. But this time, the situation was different. Charlie was everything, and I couldn’t let the pain of the past hold me back.Giving in to Adrian felt like repeating the same mistake. But if I refused his help, would I be able to stand alone in this battle? That question kept swirling in my mind.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my tumultuous thoughts. Maybe I should give it another chance, not just for Adrian, but for myself and Charlie’s future. If I wanted to be a good mother, I had to be brave enough to take risks, even if it felt terrifying.Adrian turned his body toward the door. “Think it over, Haze

Hazel's POV I sat on the sofa for a long time, watching Nicholas still holding my proposal. I could tell his mind was working hard, considering something. But before he could say anything more, I took a deep breath and quietly said, “Nicholas… I know this sounds sudden, but how about we have dinner tonight? Just you and me. We can talk more casually.”Nicholas looked up, his eyes showing surprise. “Dinner?” he asked, as if he couldn’t believe what he just heard.“Yes,” I replied, trying to sound convincing. “I think we need to discuss everything in a calmer way. Without pressure.”He paused for a moment, contemplating my offer. I could feel the tension between us, but there was also hope. Maybe this was an opportunity to open a better line of communication.His expression changed immediately, and I could see the tension between us. After a long pause, he looked away from me, as if searching for a reason to avoid it. I already suspected w