Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 170

**TITLE: Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 170**

He felt an unyielding grip on his heart, an anchor that kept him tethered to her. Letting go seemed like an impossibility, and the very thought of it filled him with a paralyzing dread.

The fear of losing her was a shadow that loomed over him, darkening every thought and action. A divorce? The mere suggestion sent shivers down his spine, making him recoil at the idea.

Conrad turned to the elderly figure sitting before him, his father. “Dad, what do you think about all this?” he asked, his voice laced with uncertainty.

The silence that followed was heavy, almost suffocating. Finally, the old man exhaled deeply, a sound filled with the weight of years and regrets.

His gaze shifted to Jayceon, and with a grave tone, he declared, “Since you’ve made your decision, I’ll offer you a single chance for the sake of the child. You must choose—either Georgina or Arabella. You can’t have both.”

Jayceon felt a surge of determination as he stepped closer to his grandfather. He grasped Arabella’s wrist firmly, pulling her up to her feet as if to assert his claim.

“Grandfather, I will protect Georgina at all costs, but divorce is simply not an option!” His voice resonated with conviction, refusing to bend to the pressure.

Tabitha, always the voice of reason—or perhaps the voice of chaos—interjected, “If you’re so intent on safeguarding Georgina, then you must accept the reality of a divorce!”

Jayceon’s composure began to fracture. “Mom!” he exclaimed, frustration bubbling over.

Georgina, standing nearby, felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment, her gaze dropping to the floor. A pang of guilt washed over Jayceon as he glanced at her. He was fiercely protective of her, not out of love alone, but because he couldn’t bear the thought of his grandfather inflicting pain on her again, as he had done six years prior.

His heart was torn; he harbored feelings for Arabella, yet the pressure from everyone around him only solidified his resolve to avoid a divorce.

A flicker of fear danced in Georgina’s heart. She was thankful that when Arabella had asked her earlier, she hadn’t confessed her love for Jayceon or her desire to marry him. If that had slipped out, even the old tyrant from the Melendez family might have spared her, but Jayceon would never look at her with the same affection again.

The old man laid down his ultimatum. “Jay, you are the heir to the Melendez legacy. Georgina is restless, and Arabella lacks the cunning and ambition to hold the title of the Melendez heir’s wife.”

Jayceon’s voice rose in protest. “Grandfather, Georgina is innocent in all of this. If you have grievances, direct them at me. Let Georgina leave unharmed.”

Tabitha’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “So, Georgina is innocent, and Arabella is not?”

Sir’s response was cold and calculated. “If you wish to protect Georgina, then you must agree to the divorce and find an heiress from an established family to remarry.”

“No matter what you say, I refuse to get a divorce!” Jayceon shouted, his frustration boiling over.

Georgina stood silently, her hands clenched tightly at her sides, knuckles pale from the pressure.

Why? Why did she have to be relegated to the role of the ‘other woman’ even if Jayceon chose to remarry her? Why did that old man have the audacity to humiliate her like this?

Gathering her courage, Georgina stepped forward, her heart racing.

Jayceon’s eyes narrowed with suspicion and anger. “Arabella, whatever your intentions are, you are coming with me right now!”

Arabella positioned herself firmly in front of the living room door, effectively blocking their exit. “I promised you when we arrived here that I wouldn’t allow the woman you love to come to harm. I keep my promises,” she stated, her resolve unwavering.

Their eyes met in a moment of understanding, and with a decisive motion, Arabella closed the living room door behind her.

“Arabella!”

Jayceon pounded on the door, finding it locked from the inside. The sight of him losing control, shouting her name and throwing his weight against the door, sent a wave of panic through Georgina. A twinge of jealousy twisted in her gut.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pleaded, “Jay, your mom and sister care for your wife. She’ll be safe with them. Your grandfather is after me—he wants to end my life!”

Her voice cracked as she continued, “I can’t be sent to the island. My son is at home waiting for me. Jay, please, can you take me home first?”

When Jayceon remained motionless, Georgina sank to her knees before him, desperation etched on her face. “Jay, do you truly want to witness my demise in the Melendez house? I’m begging you; I’m terrified.”

Her cries and pleas gradually penetrated the walls of his anger, calming him.

Georgina was right. With his mother present, Arabella would be safe. To ensure Georgina’s safety, he had to act swiftly and get her away first.