Mr Melendez, your wife wants divorce long ago novel

Her Spark Ignites Tonight By J.S. Caldwell 16 Summary In this chapter, Jayceon receives the divorce papers from Arabella and reacts with a quiet but heavy tone, expressing disbelief at her request. Arabella, burdened by years of love and heartbreak, calmly explains that she wants a clean break without demanding anything, even offering to protect Jayceon's reputation by taking the blame for any scandal involving another woman and his child. Despite her composed exterior, the tension between them is palpable.

As the conversation unfolds, Arabella reveals her deep pain and resentment over Jayceon's betrayal. She confronts him about his secret relationship with Gina, highlighting moments where he neglected her, such as missing their anniversary and spending time with Gina and the child instead. Arabella's emotions boil over as she recounts how she sacrificed and tried to please him, only to feel replaced and ignored. Jayceon pleads for her trust and insists he loves her, but Arabella's hurt makes her question everything. The chapter culminates in a raw and intense confrontation.

Arabella pushes Jayceon away, accusing him of breaking their vows and expressing her anguish over his actions. Jayceon tries to comfort her, promising to make things right, but Arabella's pain is too deep. She rejects his touch, overwhelmed by the reminder of his betrayal. The scene ends with a heavy silence, filled with unresolved emotions and the stark reality of their fractured relationship. Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below Chapter 16 Jayceon picked up the divorce papers and quickly scanned through them. His eyes then lifted to meet Arabella's, calm and steady as ever.

Without a hint of anger, he closed the document and set it gently back on the table. "You've got some nerve asking me for a divorce," he said quietly, his voice carrying a weight that made the room feel heavier. Arabella rose slowly from her chair, the years of love and heartbreak weighing on her shoulders. After all the time they had spent together, she only wanted a clean break now. Her gaze dropped to the papers once more. With as much composure as she could muster, she spoke softly, "You've done a lot for the Palmer family over the years. I'm not asking for anything.

I'll walk away with nothing. Everything you own is tied to the Melendez Group's reputation. You can't afford a scandal. If it comes to it, I'm willing to hold a press conference and take all the blame myself. I'll protect that woman and your child's names." Jayceon leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in weariness. "Go on," he said, his voice low and tired. Arabella's face was blank, drained of emotion. "I've already signed the papers.

Whenever you're ready, we can go get the divorce certificate." She reached for her wedding ring, the symbol of their union, ready to slip it off her finger right in front of him. But before she could, Jayceon grasped her hand firmly to stop her. Slowly rising to his feet, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart skip. "Arabella, Gina and I... we're not what you think," he said quietly. Arabella jerked her hand free, the flood of pain and resentment she had been holding back over the past few days finally breaking through.

Her eyes reddened as she met his gaze, her voice steady but laced with hurt. "Then what exactly are you?" She took a shaky breath and continued, "You picked her up at the airport in the pouring rain, in the middle of the night. You didn't come home for over a month. Don't tell me you didn't hug her, kiss her, sleep with her. And don't you dare say that child isn't yours." Jayceon's expression darkened, a shadow crossing his face. "Arabella, you always say you love me. Don't you trust me at all?" "Trust?" Arabella took a step back, stumbling over the word.

Her frustration boiled over and she shoved him hard, her voice rising. "It was our third anniversary! I made a candlelit dinner, prepared a gift for you. But you... you booked out the entire Mondi Beach to watch fireworks with your beloved and your son! And now you want to talk to me about trust?" Jayceon's eyes turned cold. "Kim told you?" Tears finally spilled down Arabella's cheeks. His admission hit her like a punch to the gut. Her voice trembled as she spoke, "Jayceon, after we got married, I learned how to cook, clean, do laundry-even how to tie a tie-all for you.

I gave everything I had. I was always scared I wouldn't be enough for you." She broke down, sobbing. "I asked you to make a dark chocolate mousse for me once, and you just brushed me off with money. But for them, you baked a blueberry birthday cake with your own hands!" Jayceon said nothing, simply watching her pour out her pain. That night, her request for the mousse had been a test-one he failed quietly. "You never used to stay out all night," she continued through tears. "But you forgot our anniversary because of them. You left the house at three in the morning for them!

And the anniversary gift you gave me-it was the same as hers!" Jayceon frowned deeply. So that bracelet wasn't lost by accident. She had thrown it away after seeing him with Gina in the hospital room. Arabella's voice rose, desperation and anger mixing. "You broke your own rules for them! You went shopping with her during work hours! When I saw you, you sent me away just to protect her!" The pain was almost unbearable. She grabbed handfuls of her hair, shaking with anguish. "Those days I was gone, I cried myself to sleep and woke up crying in that tiny motel room.

It felt like my world was crumbling-and my husband didn't even care enough to check on me!" "Arabella!" Jayceon reached out, trying to pull her into his arms. But she pushed him away with all the strength she had left, her voice raw and trembling. "Jayceon, what exactly am I to you? If you love her so much, why did you marry me in the first place?" Jayceon gripped her wrist, pulling her back toward him. His voice softened, full of regret. "Arabella, I wasn't careful enough in handling this.

I promise, I'll do whatever it takes to make sure nothing like this happens again." Her body sagged under the weight of his words. After discovering his betrayal, his only response was that he hadn't been careful enough. It wasn't the answer she needed. She shoved him away with all her might and turned to leave. But Jayceon caught her arm, pulling her back. Feeling her trembling, he held her tighter. A vivid memory flashed through Arabella's mind-Jayceon holding that other woman protectively in his arms. A wave of nausea swept over her again. She struggled fiercely, pushing against his grip.

"Don't touch me, Jayceon! You're filthy!" Jayceon's face darkened for the first time. He held her firmly, refusing to let her go. "Arabella, I'm not as despicable as you think," he said quietly. She couldn't bear his closeness. She could even smell the faint scent of another woman's perfume clinging to him. Unable to break free, she sobbed helplessly, begging, "Jay, please... I can't handle this. I can't stand anything dirty. Don't touch me. It makes me sick." Jayceon hadn't expected her reaction to be so intense. The room fell silent, heavy with pain and unspoken truths.

Conclusion In the quiet aftermath of their confrontation, the weight of years of love, betrayal, and unspoken pain hung heavily between Jayceon and Arabella. Their hearts, once intertwined with hope and trust, now struggled under the strain of shattered promises and misunderstood intentions. Despite the raw wounds laid bare, there remained a fragile thread of connection-a reminder of what once was and the complexity of their shared past. Though the room was thick with sorrow and unresolved tension, the chapter closes on a poignant note of vulnerability.

As Arabella grapples with the weight of her heartbreak, Jayceon's true feelings and intentions will begin to unravel, revealing complexities that neither of them fully anticipated. The tension between them is palpable, and the coming events will test the limits of their trust and forgiveness. Expect moments charged with vulnerability and difficult conversations that challenge their perceptions of love and loyalty. The shadows of the past will linger, threatening to pull them further apart even as they struggle to find common ground.

Emotional confrontations and subtle revelations will keep readers on edge, wondering if their bond can survive the storm or if this is the beginning of an irrevocable end. 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.