All Chapters of Let’s Divorce My husband : Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Sabrina's POV In the distance, the bell of the old church at the end of the street chimed, marking nine o’clock. Some parents began to leave, moving away from the front of the school. Hazel took a deep breath, then looked at me. “Do you want to sit here a bit longer? I don’t feel ready to leave just yet.” I shrugged. “We can sit here as long as you like. The only thing waiting for us at home is the washing machine.”That made her laugh softly, a laugh that sounded freer than usual. So we sat again, enjoying the sound of birds perched on the power lines, the smell of fresh bread wafting from the bakery across the street, and the occasional breeze carrying the laughter of children from inside the school.Hazel seemed more relaxed. Her hands no longer gripped the edge of her jacket like before, and her eyes no longer looked anxious. “Thank you,” she said suddenly. “Not just for letting me come with you to drop Charlie off. But for sitting here with me, keeping me comp

Sabrina's POV Before going home, Nicholas suddenly said, “Let’s take a photo before we pack up.” I turned, slightly surprised. “A photo? Do you even have a camera?” Nicholas just gave a small smile and walked to the car. Not long after, he came back carrying a small tripod. “I always keep this in the trunk. You never know when you’ll need it,” he said as he began setting it up at the edge of the picnic mat. Charlie immediately exclaimed happily, “I want to sit in the middle!” I chuckled. “Yes, you really should be in the middle. So everyone can see who the real star is today.” Hazel smiled, then helped arrange the seating. “In that case, I’ll sit next to Sabrina,” she said, gently tucking back strands of my hair that were blown by the wind. Nicholas pressed the timer button on the camera, then sat on Charlie’s other side. “Okay, ready everyone?” “Ready!” we all answered in unison. As the timer started ticking, we glanced at each other. Ch

Sabrina's POV I smiled, then reached for the bottle of juice she had brought. “Hazel, you’re not just accepted. You’re one of us. So don’t ever feel like an outsider, okay?”Hazel looked teary-eyed, but she quickly nodded with a smile. “Okay… I promise.”Nicholas appeared from the hallway, his hands now empty. “Charlie’s back in bed. He looks really exhausted.”I smiled. “That’s understandable, he was running around a lot earlier.”The three of us then began to tidy up the remains of the picnic. There wasn't much conversation, just a comfortable silence. Every now and then, our eyes met and we exchanged small smiles. The day ended without any dramatic details, but that was precisely what made it so special.***Evening arrived, and we sat on the porch. The air was soft, carrying the scent of damp earth from the afternoon's rain. In each of our hands, a cup of warm tea steamed lightly. I hugged my knees, enjoying the view of

Sabrina's POVThe waiter left us after making sure all our orders were complete. On the table, pizza, pasta, steak, and several side dishes were neatly arranged. The aroma of melted cheese, fragrant spices, and steaming sauce made my stomach contract.“All right, let’s eat,” Nicholas said, raising his glass of mineral water. “To a pleasant day.”“To a pleasant day,” Hazel and I echoed, while Charlie enthusiastically lifted his glass of orange juice. We all smiled, then began to enjoy the food.Charlie immediately grabbed a slice of pizza, the melted cheese stretching so far it almost fell onto the table. He chuckled as he tried to bite through the stringy cheese. “This is so good!” he exclaimed.Hazel smiled at him. “Slow down, or you’ll choke.”Nicholas nodded. “Yes, and don’t forget to drink.” He then handed Charlie a tissue, a small gesture that seemed like second nature for him as a father.I cut into the steak in front of me. The meat was so ten

Sabrina's POV Charlie, who was sitting next to me, gripped his spoon tightly like a soldier ready for battle. He scooped the very top layer, getting a bit of cream and a slice of strawberry. As soon as the first bite entered his mouth, he closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, as if experiencing a sacred moment. “This is so good,” he said in an awed tone, then immediately scooped up another bite.Hazel smiled at him, then took her own spoon. She aimed for the spot where the chocolate sauce met the ice cream, and just as her spoon reached it, Nicholas quickly moved his own spoon in, trying to take the exact same piece.“I was here first!” protested Hazel, laughing.“There’s no such thing as ‘first’ in an ice cream war,” Nicholas replied with a mischievous grin, managing to snag the biscuit piece Hazel had been eyeing.I simply shook my head at their antics while guarding my own spoon. I chose an untouched spot, mixing a bit of strawberry wit