Sabrina's POV
I lifted my chin, looking directly into her eyes filled with hatred. “You talk as if you’re the victim, Hazel,” I said in a calm but sharp tone. “But have you ever thought… why something could be ‘taken’ from you?”Some people at the table began to glance at one another, the previously warm atmosphere turning tense. Every word I spoke hung in the air, creating a weighty tension. I could feel everyone’s attention focused on us, hoping that the situation wouldn’t worsen.Hazel’s expression changed, as if surprised by my response. In an instant, the once cheerful atmosphere was filled with uncertainty. I knew I had taken a bold step, but my confidence pushed me to continue. This was the right moment to express my opinion and not let myself get caught up in an emotional game.Around us, some friends looked awkward, while others seemed interested in seeing how this debate would unfold. I could feel the urge to keep calm, but in my heart, I knSabrina's POV I took a deep breath and continued in a softer but still sharp voice, “I never wanted to take Charlie away from you. I just want him to be happy. But if he chooses to distance himself from you... maybe you should ask yourself why.”Hazel clenched her fists tighter, her face flushed with emotion. I knew I had hit her weakest point. Yet, I had no regrets. This was the truth she had long denied.The atmosphere at the table became extremely tense. Everyone seemed focused on us, waiting for Hazel’s reaction. There was a mix of sympathy and tension in the air, creating an almost unbearable atmosphere. I felt my heart racing, but I knew I had to remain steadfast in delivering what needed to be said.Hazel, with her face growing redder, I took a deep breath, feeling the vibrations of anger and determination flowing within me. I could no longer just sit quietly and accept all of Hazel's accusations. If she wanted to corner me in front of eve
Sabrina's POV I entered the taxi with slightly unsteady steps. Once seated, I leaned my head back against the headrest and took a deep breath. The intense debate with Hazel had truly drained my energy. Not just emotionally, but physically as well.I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to steady my ragged breath. My chest still felt tight, and my mind was filled with Hazel’s words. Although I had firmly stated that I wouldn’t give up, the wounds she left still felt painful.Slowly, I felt a headache starting to creep in. The dizziness struck from my temples and spread throughout my head. I groaned softly, trying to press my temples with slightly trembling fingers. My body also began to feel weak, as if all the remaining energy within me had been completely drained.I cursed myself. I should have taken better care of my health. The surgery I had gone through wasn’t long ago, and I hadn’t fully recovered. Just because of arguing with Hazel, my body react
Nicholas's POVI stood in front of Hazel's apartment door, knocking it a bit harshly. My chest rose and fell as I tried to control the swirling emotions within. I hadn’t expected to come here, but after what happened today, I had no other choice.Each knock felt like a noise shattering the calm that I had been trying to maintain. I felt a mix of anger and worry. Memories of the earlier argument were still fresh in my mind, and I knew there were many things that needed to be explained.Waiting at the door, I began to realize how important communication was in our relationship. The decisions Hazel made might seem simple to her, but their impact was far greater. The frustration building in my heart made me want to explain everything I felt, why I was on her side, and how I wanted to help her.A few seconds later, the door opened, and there stood Hazel. Her gaze was cold, arms crossed, her expression one of indifference. However, I knew this
Nicholas's POV I sighed, trying to hold back the surge of emotions beginning to boil over. “I’m talking about Sabrina. What were you doing in gym class? What did you say in the restaurant today?”The atmosphere in the room grew tenser. I could see the change in her expression, from indifference to a faint hint of doubt. She knew I wasn’t just talking about actions but also their impact.“If you feel there’s something wrong, just say it,” I continued, my voice becoming more assertive. “But don’t hide your feelings behind sarcasm. Charlie needs us to be mature, not to attack each other.”Hazel stared at me intensely, and I could sense the inner battle within her. She was struggling between her desire to protect herself and her wish to open up. With every passing second, I hoped she would choose to speak, to reveal what was truly bothering her.I knew this was an opportunity to untangle the long-standing knot between us. And despite feeling pres
Nicholas's POV I drove with my jaw clenched, my fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly. My breath was heavy, and my chest felt tight from the anger that hadn’t subsided. Hazel had truly crossed the line. I knew she always had a big ego, but her treatment of Sabrina today was utterly outrageous.With each passing second, memories of our argument replayed in my mind. The sharp words thrown back and forth, emotions exploding, and how Hazel seemed utterly indifferent to the feelings of others. Frustration enveloped me. Why couldn’t she see how painful all of this was?Sabrina was a loving person, always striving to give the best for Charlie. She didn’t deserve to be treated like that. My thoughts drifted to Sabrina’s face, her warm smile, and the love she gave to our child. I wouldn’t let anyone ruin the happiness we had built together.As the car sped down the quiet road, I remembered how difficult it must have been for Hazel to be a mother. But tha
Nicholas's POV As I entered the house, the warm aroma of cooking greeted me, mixed with the sound of Charlie’s laughter. I had just placed my car keys on the table when small footsteps ran towards me.“Daddy’s home!” Charlie exclaimed joyfully, immediately hugging my leg tightly.I smiled and gently ruffled his hair. “Yes, Daddy’s home. Did you have a fun day?” I asked, bending down to look at his excited face.Charlie nodded quickly. “Yes! Mommy took me to the market! I ate lots of ice cream and saw lots of toys!” he said enthusiastically.I chuckled. “Wow, that sounds like a fun day.”At that moment, Sabrina appeared from the kitchen with a gentle smile. She was still wearing an apron, looking like she had just finished cooking. “Nicholas, you’re back.”I nodded and stepped closer to her. “Yes. And I’m starving,” I joked.Sabrina laughed softly. “Good, I’ve prepared dinner. But first, you should change your clothe
Sabrina's POV I sat in my chair, watching Nicholas and Charlie enjoy their dinner heartily. Charlie's face was filled with expressions of joy as he chewed on the roasted chicken I made, while Nicholas occasionally glanced at me with a satisfied smile.Seeing them like this warmed my heart. I felt happy to be able to cook for my family again after a long time. I knew Nicholas always worried about me, especially after my surgery, but I wanted to prove that I was okay. I wanted to remain a wife who could take care of her husband and a mother who could provide the best for my child.“Mom, this is so good!” Charlie exclaimed with a mouthful of food. “The chicken is better than what they have at the restaurant!”I chuckled softly while ruffling his hair. “Really? I’m glad you like it, Sweetheart.”Nicholas nodded in agreement. “I have to admit it too. This roasted chicken is a winner. I don’t know how you made it so delicious, but I’m happy to
Sabrina's POV Charlie looked very happy to hear our answers. He continued eating with excitement, while Nicholas and I exchanged glances and smiled. Moments like this, sitting together, sharing stories, and enjoying each other’s company are always what I cherish the most. As we were still enjoying the fresh fruit, Nicholas suddenly put down his fork and looked at us seriously. “I have to go to London tomorrow morning,” he said, his voice sounding calm yet firm. I, who was chewing on melon, immediately paused, staring at him in shock. “London?” I asked to confirm, while Charlie, sitting next to me, also turned to look with wide eyes. Nicholas nodded and then smiled. “And I want you to come with me.” Charlie immediately shouted with joy. “Really, Dad? We’re going to London?” I was still stunned, trying to process Nicholas's words. “Wait a minute,” I said, placing my fork
Sabrina's POV I had just arrived home after dropping Charlie off at school. As I opened the door, the gentle aroma of the empty house welcomed me. I placed my bag and keys on the small table near the entrance, taking a deep breath in an attempt to dispel the heavy silence that felt more oppressive today.Every corner of this house reminded me of the beautiful moments we had shared together. However, now everything felt empty without Nicholas's presence. I walked slowly into the living room, feeling the stillness envelop me.Sitting on the sofa, I reflected on how my days were always filled with noise and laughter. Now, everything seemed to have come to a halt. I picked up my phone and checked the screen, hoping for a message from him, but there was none.“I can get through this,” I whispered, trying to calm myself. Maybe I could do something to fill the time, something that would make me feel better. I got up and headed to the kitchen, intending to pr
Sabrina's POV Charlie looked proud to hear that. He puffed out his little chest, making me smile even more.When we arrived home, I helped Charlie take off his shoes on the porch. We went inside, and the aroma of chicken soup wafting from the kitchen immediately filled our noses.Charlie sniffed the air and exclaimed, “Wow, your cooking smells amazing, Mom!”I ruffled his hair gently. “Let’s wash our hands first, then we can eat.”We went to the bathroom, washing our hands together while laughing as Charlie played with soap bubbles. After that, we sat at the dining table. I poured warm soup into Charlie’s bowl, arranging it with cute-shaped vegetables, star-shaped carrots, and heart-shaped potatoes to make him more excited to eat.As the first spoonful entered his mouth, his eyes widened. “It’s so good, Mom!”I laughed. “You like it?”He nodded quickly. “Yes! Daddy has to try this later!”I held my breath f
Sabrina's POV I tried to focus on the road, but the image of his face kept haunting me. I imagined how he was doing now, in London, facing heavy challenges. “Is he okay? Does he feel alone?” I asked myself.Every question haunted my mind, but I knew I had to be strong. For Charlie, for Nicholas, and for myself.Upon arriving home, I walked slowly to the living room, sat on the sofa, and reached for a small photo album lying on the table. I hadn’t opened the album in a long time, but today, for some reason, I wanted to see the smiles captured by the camera.The first thing I saw was a photo of Charlie as a toddler, hugged by Nicholas while smiling brightly. His little face full of happiness reminded me of those simple times. It felt like just yesterday when he was learning to walk, and Nicholas was always there to catch him whenever he fell.I continued to the photo from Charlie's first birthday. Nicholas and I stood in the background, ou
Sabrina's POVThis morning felt a bit quieter. There was no sound of Nicholas's footsteps usually heard from the bathroom to the kitchen, no sleepy smile as he pulled out a chair for breakfast. It was the second day without his presence, and I was still trying to adjust.Every corner of this house felt empty, as if everything had lost its color. I sat at the dining table, staring at the empty plate in front of me. The aroma of coffee that usually warmed the atmosphere now only reminded me of his absence. I tried to distract myself by reading a book, but the words on the pages felt flat and meaningless.I remembered the little moments with him—how he would often tease me when I was too serious, or how he always remembered little details about me. Without him, my days seemed dull and monotonous.Taking a deep breath, I stood up from the table. Maybe I needed to go out and get some fresh air. But before that, I glanced at our photo on the wall. His b
Nicholas’s POV Leaning back in the car seat, I took a deep breath. I knew this journey was not just about saving the project, but also about saving trust—trust from clients, trust from my family, and perhaps, my own trust in the people I had once considered important.I opened my phone again, staring at the wallpaper photo, me, Sabrina, and Charlie in the park last week. They were the reason I had to resolve all of this. I couldn’t fail.“I’ll be home soon,” I whispered to the screen now displaying the digital boarding pass. “For you.”The plane was set to take off in one hour, and I was already sitting in the airport waiting lounge, alone with my endlessly spinning thoughts. My laptop was on my lap, but not a single email I read truly registered in my mind. I just stared at the blank screen while my thoughts returned to one point—Hazel.Why did she do it? What was her motivation? I knew she loved Charlie. But this… this wasn’
Nicholas’s POV I suddenly sank back in my chair. My body felt stiff, and my head felt like it had been hit with a blunt object. The project with Mr. Harrington wasn’t just any project; it was a long-term strategic partnership that would expand our business network into Europe. Everything was almost finalized. And now, canceled?I squeezed my temples with both hands. The missing report, Hazel avoiding me, and now this. Everything felt clearer. But there was no time to get caught up in anger or shock.I had to move quickly. With my mind starting to focus, I reopened my laptop and began checking all the data related to the project. If there were discrepancies, I needed to find them before Mr. Harrington made his final decision.One thing was certain: I couldn’t let this end like this. I had to find Hazel, get an explanation from her, and perhaps—just perhaps—find a way to save this project.“Book the fastest flight to London for today!” I c
Nicholas’s POV I had been holding my phone for five minutes, staring at the screen with Hazel's name clearly displayed. Anger bubbled inside me, but there was also deep disappointment. Even so, I knew I couldn’t resolve this with just emotions. I needed clarity. I needed direct answers from her.So, with a deep breath, I pressed the green button and brought the phone to my ear. But she didn’t answer.Seconds ticked by, feeling more and more tense. I tried calling again, but the result was the same. The courage I had built up began to fade, replaced by anxiety and frustration.What should I do now? If she was indeed involved, maybe she already knew I was suspicious. With each passing second, negative thoughts gnawed at me.The ringing tone continued until I finally heard her voice on the other end. “Hello?” “Hazel, it’s Nicholas.” There was a brief silence, then I heard her usual tone. “Oh… why are you calling
Nicholas’s POV My heart began to race. This wasn’t just an ordinary document. Inside were details of the monthly report, fund allocation strategies, and financing plans for new projects. Everything was sensitive.I stood and walked to the shelf in the corner of the room, checking the extra folders I sometimes used to store copies. Still nothing. “Strange…” I muttered as I sat back down and rubbed my temples.My mind drifted to many things. I hadn’t opened that document yesterday. So who did? My secretary was always meticulous and wouldn’t randomly move important documents without my knowledge. And the only person in my office yesterday was Hazel.I shook my head quickly, trying to dismiss the suspicion that arose. But my mind was starting to be clouded with discomfort. I rarely made mistakes with paperwork, especially something so crucial.Quickly, I pressed the intercom button. “Please come to my office now.” “Sure, sir.”
Nicholas’s POV Today was long, and I had to be strong for everything. A sense of responsibility flowed within me, pushing me to remain steadfast. With each passing second, I was determined to give my best for our family.Charlie began to tell stories about his friends at school, his cheerful voice filling the car. I tried to listen, although my thoughts still wandered to heavier matters. However, seeing his smile made me feel a little better.“Papa, look! There’s a dog!” he suddenly exclaimed, pulling my attention back to the road.I smiled, trying to engage in his excitement. “Yeah, champ! The dog is cute, isn’t it?”As soon as the car stopped right in front of the school gate, Charlie eagerly unbuckled his seatbelt. “Charlie’s off to school now, Papa!” he exclaimed as he reached for his bag in the back seat. I turned to him and placed a hand on his shoulder for a moment. “Wait a second.” Charlie stopped and looked at