Sabrina's POV
Nicholas looked at me immediately, as if he was just waiting for his name to come back to my side. “What? Do you need something?” he asked quickly.I shook my head slowly. “No. I just…” I paused for a moment, trying to find the right words. “I never thought you’d be this worried.”He looked surprised, then took a deep breath. “How could I not be worried, Sabrina?” he replied in a low but emotional tone. “You were so sick, and I didn’t know anything. You even missed your medication. How could you think I wouldn’t care?” His words were like a slap to me. I knew he was right. All this time, I had always thought that our marriage was just a formality, something that didn't involve deep feelings. But seeing Nicholas like this, I realized that I had underestimated him.He wasn't just my husband on paper; he was someone who loved and fought for me. Every beat of his heart, every worried look, showed how deep our bond was, even thoSabrina’s POVNicholas pulled his chair closer to my bed. His face was serious, but there was no sign of anger or irritation. There was only sadness in his eyes. He raised his hand as if he wanted to take mine but hesitated.“I just want to know how you feel,” he said softly. His voice was soft as if he was afraid of hurting.I stared at him, trying to absorb every word that came out of his mouth. “I… don’t know,” I answered honestly. “There’s so much going on.”Nicholas sighed, nodding slowly. “We can talk about it. I’m here for you.”His words warmed my heart, and though the pain I felt was still there, his presence provided some comfort.“Sabrina, listen to me,” he said in a soft but firm tone. “I know I’m not perfect. I know I haven’t been paying attention to you as much as I should have. But don’t ever think that I’m here because I have to. I choose to be here. For you.”His words brought tears to my eyes again. I
Sabrina’s POV“Every day, I woke up alone. I made breakfast that you often didn’t have time to eat. I waited until late at night for you to come home, only to hear your footsteps enter the room without a word. I tried to hold on, Nicholas. Because I knew you were Charlie’s father and I loved him more than anything.” My voice cracked as I said Charlie’s name. Nicholas looked surprised, but he didn’t say anything. “Charlie was the reason I held on,” I continued, my voice shaking. “He was my happiness. Seeing his smile and hearing his laugh made all the loneliness lessen. But then… Hazel came along.” Nicholas looked tense as I said the name, but I didn’t care. I had to say it all. “When Hazel came along, everything changed. You’re growing apart, Nicholas. And the worst part is that Charlie is slowly drifting away from me. I feel like I’m losing everything. You’re busy with Hazel, with your job, and Charlie… he spends more time with her
Nicholas's POV I remembered the little moments I had missed—the times when she needed someone to listen, to share a story, or even just to sit with her in silence. Why hadn’t I seen that before? One by one, the memories came flooding back. Sabrina’s cheerful laugh, her smile that always made me feel at ease—it all felt gone now. I wanted to run back to her room, hug her, and apologize. But I knew I had to do more than that.With renewed determination, I took a deep breath. ‘I have to fix this,’ I thought. Maybe the first step would be to reach out to her sincerely, ask her how she felt, and really listen.I had to show her that I was there for her, not just as a provider, but as a loyal friend and listener. If not now, when?The image of Sabrina’s face as she cried came back to me. I had never seen her so broken before. The Sabrina I had always known to be strong, always patient, turned out to have so many wounds that I had ignored.
Nicholas's POV My head leaned back against the wall, the phone still clutched tightly in my hand. It felt like two worlds were colliding in my life. On one hand, there was Sabrina who needed me more than ever, struggling with grief and uncertainty. On the other, there was Hazel, who continued to demand attention and support for herself and Charlie. Every second felt heavy, like a choice between two hearts that loved each other. I knew that Sabrina was my top priority; she was my wife. But on the other hand, Hazel was struggling too, and I felt responsible for being there for her because of Charlie. “This isn’t fair,” I whispered to myself, feeling the weight on my shoulders grow heavier. I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to find clarity amidst the chaos. What should I do? How do I deal with the guilt that was gripping me? I knew that I had to choose wisely, but my heart and mind seemed to be fighting silently. This decision wasn’t just abo
Nicholas’ POVI took a deep breath, trying to calm myself before speaking again. “Hazel, I understand you’re worried about Charlie. But you don’t know what’s really going on with Sabrina. She’s sick, very sick, and I… I didn’t even realize it until now. If you had a shred of heart, you’d understand why I had to be there for her.”“So what does that mean? You want to choose her over me and Charlie?” Her voice trailed off, but I knew her question held a threat.I stared at her deeply, trying to find the right words. “I’m not choosing anyone. I just want to make things right. For Charlie, for Sabrina, for all of us.”Hazel chuckled, bitterly. “Do you think that’s possible? Nicholas, you’re too naive. Don’t expect me to let Charlie near Sabrina again.”My anger was rising, but I chose not to retaliate. Instead, I said softly but firmly, “Hazel, this isn’t about you or me. This is about Charlie and what’s best for
Nicholas's POV I lowered my head, looking at Hazel firmly. “Hazel, enough. This isn’t about you or me. This is about Charlie. He wants to see his mother, and I won’t stop him.”“She doesn’t know what’s best for him!” Hazel replied in a shrill voice. “Are you really going to take this child to a woman who can’t even take care of herself?”The argument was getting more heated, but Charlie’s cries finally stopped everything. He cried loudly, hugging my legs tightly. “Daddy, Mommy Hazel, don’t fight!”Seeing him like that, I felt an indescribable pain. I bent down, lifted Charlie into my arms, and stroked him gently. “Daddy won’t fight anymore, son. I’m sorry.”I glanced at Hazel, signaling that I wouldn’t back down. “I’ll take Charlie. We can talk later.”Hazel looked like she wanted to fight, but she finally chose to remain silent, even though her face was full of anger. Without waiting any longer, I carried Charlie out
Nicholas's POV When the light turned green, I continued on my way cautiously, promising myself to pay more attention, both on the road and in my life. Charlie deserved a good experience, and I would do my best to keep it that way. I followed his gaze, looking to see what had caught his attention. He pointed to a small flower shop on the corner, with a pastel-colored sign and a display case full of fresh flowers. “Daddy, let’s buy some flowers for Mommy Sabrina, okay?” Charlie exclaimed excitedly. I paused, a little surprised by his request. Buying flowers for Sabrina was something I had never thought of before. But seeing Charlie’s enthusiastic smile, I couldn’t refuse. “Okay, honey. Let’s buy some flowers first,” I replied, trying to smile even though my heart was still heavy.We parked in front of the store and went inside. The scent of fresh flowers immediately greeted me, bringing a little sense of calm to my chaotic thought
Nicholas's POV Charlie jumped out of the car as soon as I opened the door. He held the yellow lilies we had bought tightly, protecting them as if they were his most precious treasure. I could only follow his small, hurried steps towards Sabrina’s room.“Slow down, Charlie!” I called, but he only glanced back briefly before continuing his run.We arrived in front of Sabrina’s door. I reached for the doorknob to open it, but Charlie was faster. He pushed the door open enthusiastically and then ran inside. “Mommy Sabrina!” he called, his voice full of happiness. On the bed, Sabrina, who had previously been leaning with her eyes closed, looked surprised. She opened her eyes wide, looking confused for a moment before realizing who had just called her. “Charlie…” she whispered, her voice shaking. Charlie jumped onto the bed, immediately hugging Sabrina tightly. His small arms wrapped around Sabrina’s still-weak body. Sabrina
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
Nicholas’s POV That morning, I woke up earlier than usual. The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, but its soft light was already streaming through our bedroom window. Beside me, Sabrina was still asleep, her face calm despite our deep conversation the night before.I felt relieved to have comforted her, assuring her that I would always be there for her and Charlie. Seeing her sleep peacefully made me grateful. We had been through so much, and although there were tensions to face, I believed we could find a way out together.As I gazed at her face, my mind drifted back to our conversation last night. Her fear of losing Charlie was very real, and I wanted to protect both of them from anything that could hurt them. I knew that Hazel was part of our past, and although there was hope for change, I had to remain vigilant.I quietly got out of bed, not wanting to wake her. After showering and changing into my work clothes, I left the room and caught the delici
Sabrina's POV My eyes lingered on his face longer than usual. I knew that the fear I had expressed to Nicholas wasn’t just an ordinary worry. I truly didn’t want to lose this child. Charlie meant everything to me. He might not be my biological child, but my love for him had surpassed the boundaries of blood and birth ties. My gaze fell on an object at the edge of the bed. A small toy robot from Hazel. I reached out and gently grabbed it. The toy was still lit, its light blinking softly. Charlie must have been so happy earlier. I could imagine his face when he received it directly from Hazel. But because of that, my feelings churned again. There was a faint yet piercing wound. I stared at the toy, then back at Charlie’s face. I gently caressed his cheek. “I’m sorry if I was selfish earlier,” I whispered softly, more to myself. “I was just scared. So scared…” I took a deep breath