All Chapters of Let’s Divorce My husband : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

Sabrina’s POV The morning came quickly, as if the night had just passed in a blur of anxiety and tears. I sat on the edge of the hospital bed, watching Nicholas as he struggled to put on the clothes I had brought from home. His movements were still slow, occasionally wincing in pain, but his face showed strong determination.“Do you need help?” I asked, preparing to stand up.“No, I can manage,” he replied, his voice firm but somewhat weak. “I’m used to it.”Seeing him struggle made my heart heavy. I wished I could erase all the pain he was feeling. “Remember, there’s no shame in asking for help. We’re in this together.”Nicholas looked at me, as if searching for strength in my eyes. “I know, but I want to try on my own. It’s part of the process.”I nodded, respecting his wishes. “Alright, but if you need anything, don’t hesitate to say.”He gave a faint smile and continued getting dressed. Every movement seemed filled

Sabrina’s POV The lawyer’s office felt quieter than it should have. Although the air inside was cool, my palms began to sweat. I sat beside Nicholas while Mr. Armand sat across from us. Today was different. Today we weren’t discussing shares, assets, or contracts. Today we were talking about Charlie and the threat of losing custody of him.Mr. Armand opened a thick folder containing copies of the lawsuit documents that Hazel had filed in court. His face was serious, and his tone calm, but there was clearly a weight in his voice.“I have read all the paperwork sent by the court as well as the documents submitted by Hazel’s side. Legally, her application is quite strong.”I immediately turned to Nicholas. My eyes instinctively sought answers, denials, any glimmer of hope. But Nicholas just nodded slowly, still listening.“What do you mean strong?” I asked in a voice barely above a whisper.Mr. Armand sighed. “Hazel included everyt

Sabrina’s POV Finally, we arrived home. I turned off the engine and quickly got out to open his car door. Nicholas smiled faintly as I supported his arm to help him down. “Thank you, darling,” he said softly. I simply nodded and kissed his temple. “Now your only task is to rest.” He chuckled softly, “And what’s your task?” I looked into his eyes. “To take care of you. Just like you always take care of me.” And we entered the house, bringing with us the hope that this storm would gradually pass, as long as we walked together.As soon as we entered, I guided Nicholas to the sofa. He looked tired but kept smiling, as if trying to hide the pain that still haunted him. I knew his body language well—the way he sat down slowly, held his side for a moment, and took a deep breath carefully.I crouched in front of him, took off his shoes, and then looked into his eyes gently. “You must need some sleep. Do you want me to help you to th

Sabrina’s POV The morning that had felt warm and calming suddenly turned tense when my phone rang. I saw Charlie's school name displayed on the screen. My forehead furrowed. It was unusual for them to call this early."Hello, good morning. This is Sabrina, what’s going on?" I greeted softly, trying to stay calm."Good morning, Ms. Sabrina. We just wanted to ask if Charlie is sick or if there's another reason he hasn't come to school today? Because he hasn't arrived, and we haven't received any permission notes."I was stunned. "He hasn't arrived?" I repeated, confused. "But... he’s with his mother, Hazel. She said she would take Charlie to school this morning."On the other end, I heard a confused voice. "Oh, I see... We just wanted to make sure. Thank you, ma'am.""Alright, I’ll try to contact Hazel directly."I ended the call with my heart racing. My hand still gripped the phone as Nicholas approached with a worried e

Sabrina’s POV The hospital corridor felt so long and quiet, even though we were walking briskly. Nicholas and I almost ran after the receptionist told us that Charlie had been moved to the VIP room on the third floor. My heart felt as if it was being squeezed tighter with every second. I just wanted to see him… hear him… ensure for myself that my child was okay.As the elevator doors opened, we quickly stepped toward the room mentioned. My breath was uneven, my chest filled with a mix of anger and anxiety. Nicholas held my hand tightly, giving me the strength I desperately needed.When we opened the door to the room, Hazel was immediately visible, standing nervously by the bedside. I froze. I wanted to unleash the anger I had been holding back. But before I had a chance to speak...“Mom...” His voice. Soft. Tired. But so familiar to my ears. Charlie. My heart felt like it was collapsing. All emotions surged in one wave. I rushed to t