Mr Melendez, your wife wants divorce long ago novel

Her Spark Ignites Tonight By J.S. Caldwell 15 Summary Jayceon abruptly cancels his evening appointment upon Arabella's return, showing his deep care for her despite their troubled relationship. As he prepares to leave the office, Georgina appears unexpectedly in the rain, drenched but resolute. She tells Jayceon that she believes it's best for her to leave because Arabella is furious, and she no longer wants to be the source of gossip or pain, especially with her son involved. Despite her plea, Jayceon insists he won't abandon her or let anyone speak ill of her or their child.

Georgina tries to leave, overwhelmed by fear of being labeled negatively by Arabella, but Jayceon reassures her that he will keep their secret safe and promises not to let Arabella hurt her. Though Georgina shows a flicker of hope, she still worries about the potential consequences if Jayceon doesn't explain things to Arabella. Jayceon firmly assures her that divorce is not an option Arabella would pursue, and despite her insistence on going alone, he orders his driver to follow her to ensure her safety in the rain.

After more than two hours, Jayceon returns home to find Arabella sitting quietly on the couch, thinner and clearly affected by recent events. He tries to care for her by bringing dessert and making gentle, seductive advances, but Arabella rejects him, no longer vulnerable to his usual attempts at reconciliation. Instead, she calmly reveals that she has prepared divorce papers, signaling a firm and final decision to end their marriage, marking a significant turning point in their relationship.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter 15 Jayceon's voice cut through the quiet office, firm and decisive. "Cancel my evening appointment." Without hesitation, Steve nodded and began making the calls. He never questioned his boss's orders-especially not tonight. For days, Jayceon hadn't once searched for Arabella when she disappeared. Instead, he had kept Steve stationed at the hospital, breathing in the sterile scent of disinfectant, waiting for any news. But now that Arabella was finally back, everything changed in an instant.

Jayceon wasted no time canceling his dinner plans, eager to get home to her. It was clear he cared deeply for her, despite everything. Just as he was about to slip into his car and leave the Melendez Building, a sudden figure dashed toward him through the rain. It was Georgina, drenched but determined. Jayceon quickly opened the car door for her, concern knitting his brows. "You should be resting at home. What are you doing out here in this weather?" Settling into the back seat, Georgina gripped his sleeve tightly. Her voice was steady, even though the rain soaked her hair and clothes.

"Jay, I've thought this through. I believe it's best if I leave." His expression darkened instantly, a shadow crossing his features. "Don't be absurd," he said sharply. Georgina's eyes searched his face, worry evident in her voice. "Jay, your wife is furious with you. If you don't go and explain things to her properly, she'll never forgive this." She hesitated, then added softly, "I've suffered enough pain over these past few years. I don't want to be the subject of gossip anymore." Her voice cracked slightly as she continued, "Maybe this is just my fate. We come from two different worlds.

Even if I love you enough to die for you, I'll never win your family's respect. I don't want to hold you back. I'd rather disappear than be the target of your wife's anger - especially with my son involved." Without waiting for a response, Georgina opened the door and stepped out into the pouring rain. Jayceon sprang from the car and hurried after her, his eyes full of concern. "Stop talking nonsense. I won't let anyone speak ill of you or my son. No matter what happens, I'm not abandoning you." He gently but firmly pulled her back inside the car.

Tears streamed down Georgina's face as she struggled, desperate to get away. "I'd rather die than have your wife call me a gold-digger or a homewrecker!" Jayceon's voice was calm but resolute. "Gina, don't worry. I won't tell her anything about you two, so she won't have any ammunition to hurt you. I swear." Slowly, Georgina's sobs subsided. She looked at him, a flicker of hope in her tear-filled eyes. "But if you don't explain to her, what if she asks for a divorce?" Jayceon's tone left no room for doubt. "Don't worry.

That won't happen." He knew Arabella might make a scene, but divorce was a line she wouldn't cross. A faint smile broke through Georgina's tear-streaked face. Wiping her cheeks, she opened the door again, ignoring Jayceon's attempts to stop her. "Don't worry about me. Go back and comfort her. I'll be fine on my own." Then she disappeared into the rain, leaving Jayceon torn between relief and worry. Unable to let her go, he ordered the driver to follow her. The driver hesitated. "But Mr. Melendez, Mrs.

Melendez is waiting for you at home..." Jayceon's gaze remained fixed on the direction Georgina had run. "She can wait. If Gina gets caught in this rain, she'll fall ill." The driver swallowed his protest and complied. More than two hours later, Jayceon finally returned to the house he shared with Arabella. It was nearly 8 PM. Three long hours had passed since Arabella sent him that WhatsApp message. His eyes immediately caught the suitcase by the entryway, and a shadow crossed his face.

But then his gaze shifted to the softly lit living room, where the flickering TV cast gentle glows, and Arabella sat quietly on the couch. His expression softened just a little. He shrugged off his jacket and tossed it onto the sofa before sitting down beside her. Placing the dark chocolate mousse he had brought on the coffee table, he studied her face. She looked thinner than before, her recent weight loss evident. It was clear she hadn't been eating properly. "Did you have dinner?" he asked gently. Arabella's lashes fluttered, and her gaze drifted slowly toward the dessert on the table.

This was the first time in their three years of marriage that Jayceon had brought her food. She murmured softly, "I'm not hungry." Leaning closer, Jayceon's voice lowered, edged with seduction. "If you're not hungry, then let's go upstairs." Arabella turned her face away, deliberately avoiding his breath and ignoring the invitation. For three years, Jayceon's way of making amends was always the same - taking her to bed. She used to be so vulnerable. No matter how angry she was, one night with him would make everything seem to vanish. But Jayceon was different now. Darker.

She didn't want him anymore. Slowly, Arabella reached into her bag and pulled out the divorce papers she had prepared earlier, along with a pen. She placed them carefully on the coffee table. "Jay," she said quietly, her voice steady but filled with finality, "let's get a divorce." Conclusion The tension between Jayceon and Arabella reaches a poignant climax in this chapter, revealing the deep emotional rift that has grown between them.

Despite Jayceon's efforts to protect Georgina and his son, and his desire to mend things with Arabella through familiar gestures, the distance between husband and wife remains undeniable. Arabella's quiet strength and resolve to seek a divorce mark a turning point, underscoring her need for autonomy and the pain she has endured in silence. This chapter delicately explores themes of love, loyalty, and the complexities of forgiveness within strained relationships.

Tensions will rise as Arabella's quiet resolve challenges Jayceon's attempts to mend their fractured relationship, forcing both to face uncomfortable truths about love, trust, and forgiveness. The presence of Georgina and the secrets she carries will continue to cast a shadow, adding layers of complexity to their already strained dynamic. As the characters navigate this delicate crossroads, expect moments charged with raw vulnerability and unspoken pain. Will Jayceon find a way to bridge the growing distance, or will Arabella's decision mark the beginning of an irreversible path?

The emotional stakes are higher than ever, and every word and gesture will carry the weight of what's at risk-not just for their marriage, but for the futures they once dreamed of together. Lucia Morh Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she's not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.