Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

With a hesitant tone, Georgina spoke up, “Jay, why haven’t you introduced me to your wife yet? If you keep hiding me, she’s bound to misunderstand everything.”

Jayceon pressed his fingers against his forehead, exhaustion evident in his gesture. “She has a temper, and Kim’s even worse. I was worried you’d get hurt if they met.”

His explanation brought a strange comfort to Georgina, easing some of her doubts and fears.

Determined, she urged him, “Jay, forget about the shopping for now. You need to find Arabella and explain things properly.”

Jayceon remained composed. “Kim’s with her. She’ll be fine. Let me take you back to the hospital first.”

He instructed the staff to carefully pack up all the shoes Georgina had tried on moments ago, then escorted her out of the bustling mall.

The driver, a longtime employee of the Melendez family, wiped sweat from his brow as Jayceon approached. “Mr. Melendez, Mrs. Melendez just ran off crying.”

Jayceon nodded calmly. “It’s alright. Let’s go.” Opening the car door, he helped Georgina inside.

She handed him a bottle of water. “Here, Jay, you should drink something.”

Jayceon didn’t accept it.

Noticing this, Georgina glanced at him more closely. Though his face appeared calm, his eyes were distant and empty, as if lost in thought.

Clearing her throat softly, she called his name again. Only then did he blink and return to the present moment.

Feeling a pang of guilt and inner conflict, Georgina turned to him with pleading eyes. “Jay, please promise me you won’t tell anyone about me and my son.”

Jayceon frowned, confused by her sudden request. “What’s wrong?”

Tears brimmed in her eyes before she spoke, voice trembling with pain. “Back then, your grandfather used you as a weapon against me. He forced me to break up with you, leave the country, and marry someone else.

“All these years, I never stopped thinking about you. My husband was abusive—he made me carry his child. I sank into a deep, dark depression.

“Sometimes, I just wanted to disappear and quietly die. But I couldn’t abandon my child.

“He passed away from a drug overdose over a year ago. That’s how we finally escaped. I guess fate was finally on our side.

“I was completely alone overseas. I missed you and my parents so much that I snuck back with my son.

“Jay, I’m terrified your grandfather might hurt us again. Please, don’t tell your family I’m here. I’m scared beyond words.”

Jayceon gave a solemn nod.

She continued, voice barely a whisper, “Jay, I don’t want to dwell on those awful memories. I’m scared people will judge me and my son. Please, don’t tell anyone about his background—not even your wife—until I’m stronger, okay?”

When work ended, Jayceon left the office promptly.

Usually, the driver followed orders without question, but this time he surprised Jayceon by asking, “Mr. Melendez, are we heading home or to Ms. Carrillo’s place?”

Jayceon hesitated briefly before answering, “Home.”

The tension in the driver’s face melted into a small smile.

Leaning back in his seat, Jayceon closed his eyes.

He had originally planned to stay away for a few days to let Arabella cool off.

But she had tracked him down today and confronted him. Who knew what chaos she might stir up next?

Half the day had already slipped by. He had no idea what state the house was in after her outburst, but hopefully, she had exhausted her anger by now.

If she’d calmed down, he needed to have a serious talk with her.

Arriving home, Jayceon found Arabella was not there.

As usual, he took a shower, changed into comfortable pajamas, and settled into his study to work late into the night.