Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 116

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 116**

Jayceon cast a sidelong glance at Steve, his face a mask of neutrality, revealing nothing of the turmoil brewing beneath the surface.

Steve, sensing the tension thickening in the air, swiftly approached Arabella, his voice a soothing balm. “Mrs. Melendez, please, don’t let anger cloud your judgment. Let’s sit down and discuss this calmly.”

As Arabella attempted to break free from Jayceon’s grasp, he tightened his hold, his fingers wrapping around her wrist in a firm but gentle reverse grip, unwilling to let her slip away.

With a sudden, forceful motion, she shook off Jayceon’s hand, her elbow inadvertently colliding with Steve’s side, causing the phone and cup of water he held to crash to the ground with a cacophonous clatter.

Startled by the noise, Arabella quickly bent down, her heart racing as she reached for the phone, only to discover it lay shattered on the floor.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Vinson,” she said, her voice laced with genuine remorse. “I didn’t mean for that to happen. How much was your phone? I’ll make sure to pay you back.”

Steve stole a quick glance at Jayceon, gauging the atmosphere before responding.

“Ma’am, this is actually a company phone,” he explained, trying to maintain a professional demeanor. “It’s been around for several years now. You don’t need to replace it—just getting it repaired would suffice.”

Arabella paused, contemplating his words, and then nodded decisively. “Alright then, I’ll find someone to fix it and make sure it’s returned to you as soon as possible.”

Steve glanced at Jayceon again, seeking approval.

Swallowing hard, Steve added, “Ma’am, I must mention that I’m Mr. Melendez’s assistant. This phone contains crucial company documents that must remain confidential. Please ensure you find a certified repair shop.”

Arabella hadn’t considered the gravity of the situation until Steve’s reminder sank in. Jayceon had summoned her to sign divorce papers, but she sensed he was desperately trying to erase the evidence of his infidelity that she had painstakingly gathered.

She had only offered a single retort, and he had deftly sidestepped the subject, attempting to exit the conversation entirely.

A nagging feeling of unease crept into Arabella’s mind, as if a shadow of doubt loomed over her.

At that moment, her divorce lawyer stepped forward, his presence commanding attention. “Arabella, it might be best to let Steve handle the phone repair himself. You can simply cover the costs.”

The lawyer’s advice struck a chord, and Arabella’s understanding deepened.

She handed the broken phone to Steve, her voice steady. “You take care of the repairs. I’ll cover the expenses.”

Steve hesitated, his hand hovering in mid-air, uncertain.

Finally, Jayceon, who had remained silent until now, broke his silence. “Steve, do as my wife suggests.”

With that, Jayceon strode out of the conference room, leaving a palpable tension in his wake.

About ten minutes later, Arabella found herself standing beside a temporary parking spot by the roadside, a wave of relief washing over her. “Mr. Patterson, thank you for your guidance,” she said, her voice softening.

Steve exhaled, relief flooding his features. “That’s wonderful.”

After exchanging a concerned look with Mr. Patterson, Arabella felt compelled to caution Leo. “Cousin, you should know that Steve is the executive assistant to the CEO of the Melendez Group. This phone contains highly sensitive company files. If anything goes amiss, you could face serious legal repercussions.”

Leo puffed out his chest, determination shining in his eyes. “Don’t worry, Arabella. I’ve been in this business for over a decade.”

He proceeded to give Steve the address of his shop, and Steve expressed his gratitude profusely. “I’ll drop the phone off after work.”

Before departing, Mr. Patterson turned back to Arabella, his voice firm. “As long as Leo is closely monitored while he’s handling and repairing the phone, we shouldn’t encounter any major issues.”

Once Mr. Patterson had left, Arabella reiterated her warnings to Leo, urging him to exercise caution.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the court hearing arrived.

A little past nine in the morning, Arabella convinced her parents to remain at home, anxiously awaiting news, while she took a taxi to the courthouse alone.

As she stepped out of the taxi at the courthouse entrance, a throng of reporters descended upon her, their cameras flashing like a swarm of fireflies.

Before they could bombard her with questions, the Melendez family’s bodyguards surged forward, clearing a path and pushing the reporters aside with firm authority.