**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
By J.S. Caldwell
**Chapter 169**
Georgina found herself taken aback by Arabella’s bold question, especially given the public setting. The weight of the inquiry hung in the air, leaving her momentarily speechless. How could she respond to such a personal matter with so many eyes upon them?
Jayceon stood before her, a vision of charm and grace. He was, without a doubt, the most striking man she had ever encountered, embodying elegance and sophistication. His intelligence was evident, and he hailed from a respectable family; it was no surprise that he captivated the hearts of women everywhere. But beneath that handsome exterior, Georgina knew the truth. Jayceon had made it abundantly clear that his feelings for her were rooted in pity, a misguided sense of obligation stemming from their shared past.
Time and again, he had tested her resolve, reminding her of the lines that could not be crossed. The reality was stark: Jayceon was still married, and with the Melendez family looming over them, the situation felt even more precarious. The thought of admitting her feelings, of laying her heart bare, was terrifying.
Glancing cautiously at Jayceon, she finally managed to utter, “Jay, your wife…?”
The moment the words left her lips, she saw the darkness clouding Jayceon’s features. His expression was grim, a storm brewing behind his eyes. With a determined stride, he approached Arabella and firmly declared, “The problem lies solely with me. Georgina has nothing to do with this.”
Arabella’s gaze flicked between Jayceon and Georgina, her expression unreadable. Then, with a hint of mischief, she turned back to Georgina and said, “Since you choose silence, Ms. Carrillo, it’s as if you’re confessing your love for Jayceon. You two are undeniably in love.”
In a swift motion, Jayceon grasped Arabella’s wrist, his voice dropping to a fierce whisper, “Arabella, that’s enough!”
But Arabella, undeterred, shook off his grip and marched toward Sir, her grandfather. “Grandpa, if they truly love each other and have a child together, you must give them your blessing!”
When Sir remained silent, a sense of desperation washed over Arabella. She knelt on the ground, her voice trembling with emotion. “Grandpa, I’m begging you! Please, grant them your blessing!”
Jayceon felt a surge of protectiveness for Georgina and their child. The thought of divorce was unthinkable, and the notion of marrying Georgina felt like an impossible dream. Yet, witnessing Arabella’s fervent plea stirred something deep within him.
As he watched Arabella kneeling, pouring her heart out to the old man, a dull ache settled in his chest. Unable to contain himself any longer, he strode forward, grasped Arabella’s arm, and shouted, “Get up!”
Arabella, however, was resolute. She held onto Jayceon’s hand tightly. “Jay, kneel with me and plead with Grandfather. He’ll surely grant you his blessing!”
Their eyes locked, and in that moment, Jayceon felt a sharp twist of pain in his heart.
Tabitha, observing the scene unfold, shifted her gaze between Jayceon, Georgina, and Arabella, her brow furrowing in concern. With a decisive step, she approached and pushed Jayceon aside.
With a forceful shove, Samuel pushed Jayceon away. “You’ve already chosen to stand by Georgina, which means you’ve given up on Arabella. Since you’ve made your choice, what right do you have to keep her by your side?”
Kimberly, who had been hiding behind Samuel, finally found her voice. “Brother, I’m begging you. If you love Georgina so much, just let Arabella go. Mom has even given you her blessing!”
Jayceon’s roar echoed in the room, “You be quiet!”
Kimberly recoiled, her resolve shaken.
Samuel turned to Kimberly, “I need to step out for a moment. Keep an eye on things here.”
With a final glance at Jayceon, he exited the family estate, answering a phone call as he walked away.
Jayceon gripped the arm of the sofa, his muscles trembling with barely contained tension. Panic washed over him as he turned to Arabella, his voice wavering. “I’m not getting a divorce. Never!”
As those words hung in the air, Georgina felt her heart sink. The expression on her face gradually froze, disbelief washing over her. Even in this tumultuous moment, Jayceon remained steadfast in his refusal to sever ties with Arabella. After all these years, she couldn’t shake the feeling that he had fallen for that woman—the very same one who had once been her friend.

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