All Chapters of Let’s Divorce My husband : Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Sabrina's POV “Hazel, you can’t just show up and expect everything to go back to how it was,” I say, trying to keep my tone calm. “Charlie is used to being without you. He needs stability.” She looks down, tears dripping down her cheeks. “I understand, but I want to be part of his life again. I want to fix the mistakes I made.” “What mistakes?” I ask, my voice starting to tremble. “How many mistakes need fixing? You left without a word, and now you’re asking for rights that you can’t just reclaim.” Hazel’s eyes are full of regret, but that’s not enough to erase everything that has happened. I know that Charlie is my priority, and I won’t let anyone, including Hazel, ruin the relationship we’ve built. As she tries to explain, I feel the weight of this decision. Maybe she really wants to change, but can I trust her? And more importantly, is Charlie ready to accept back someone who once left? I wish I could find a middle ground, but at that moment, I know that protecting Charlie

Sabrina's POVI sat by the edge of the bed, brushing back his sweat-dampened hair. Charlie looked at me for a moment, then turned his face toward the window. The sky was darkening, but night hadn’t fully arrived. There was still a faint orange hue lingering, like a small flame reluctant to die out."I'm okay, Mom," he whispered, barely audible.I nodded, even though my heart was screaming. His small hand gripped my index finger tightly, as if it were the only anchor keeping him here. I knew it wasn’t just his body that was tired. His mind, his heart... his soul were weary too.These past few days, he’d grown quieter. No more running in the yard, no more endless questions about the little things with wide, curious eyes. The world inside him seemed to be dimming, and all I could do was watch... unable to turn the lights back on.I pulled the blanket over his small frame and kissed his warm forehead. “Get some rest, okay? Mommy’s right here.

Sabrina's POV I turned to look at him. “No. But also… yes.” My voice began to shake.“How can I just sit there and watch my son rebuild a connection with the woman who once left him?Nicholas… I raised him.I was there during midnight fevers, when he took his first steps, when he was terrified of nightmares for the first time.I was there. Not Hazel.”Nicholas held my hand tighter and gently stroked the back of it.“I know. And Charlie knows that too.”“But he loves Hazel too,” I murmured.“And I can’t blame him for that.”A single tear fell. Not many, but enough to reopen the pain I’ve been holding back.“Hazel said I should give up,” I continued, voice trembling. “She said it’s the only way to keep Charlie from suffering. Because we keep fighting, and it’s confusing him. Maybe she’s right. But I can’t give up. I’m not strong enough to.”“No one’s asking you to give up,” Nicholas said firmly, pulling me into

Nicholas’s POV I nodded, then crouched for a moment to fix Charlie’s shirt collar and pat his shoulder."Be a hero today, okay? Don’t forget to smile."I leaned in to kiss her forehead. Behind that faint smile, I could feel how hard she was trying to appear strong. But I knew that since yesterday, her mind hadn’t really stopped racing—about Hazel, about the upcoming hearing, about Charlie.I looked at the boy for a moment."Alright, little champ. Daddy’s leaving now—help take care of Mommy, okay?"Charlie nodded quickly. "Aye, Captain!"I smiled slightly. That kid always knew how to lighten the mood, even without realizing it. I ruffled his hair gently, then stood up and turned back to Sabrina. There was so much I wanted to say—reassuring words, promises, or simply "everything will be fine." But I knew she didn’t need hollow words. She just needed to know that I was here."I’ve made lunch and put it in the fridge. Just heat i

Nicholas’s POV What’s at stake. I hated those words. As if Charlie’s life were some kind of chessboard, and he was just a pawn between invisible, powerful hands.I narrowed my eyes. “What’s really going on? Who is Hazel? And who is her family?”Andrian looked at me, more seriously now than ever. His face no longer wore a polite smile. “Hazel’s family belongs to one of the old conglomerates in Eastern Europe—people who don’t like to appear in public. But trust me, their influence is far greater than you can imagine. And now, that family knows about Charlie’s existence.”For a moment, the world seemed to stop turning.“Charlie isn’t just Sabrina and Hazel’s child,” Andrian continued. “He is a legitimate heir. And if that family desires, they can take him. Legally. Not because Sabrina is unfit—but because blood like his cannot be denied in court, not with enough documentation and influence.”I pushed my chair back and stood up. “Do you