Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Arabella shot back sharply, “You keep talking about the company’s stability, yet you openly have a mistress! Didn’t you worry about the scandal that could cause?”

Jayceon’s gaze didn’t waver. “If any trouble comes from my choices, I’ll take full responsibility for the Melendez Group. Can you honestly say the same?”

Arabella fell silent, the words hitting her like a cold wave. She was already drowning in a debt of 150 million dollars to him—without even finalizing a divorce. The thought of triggering stock market chaos was terrifying, and she knew the fallout would spiral far beyond what she could control.

Reaching out, Jayceon gently brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his tone softening just a touch. “I had oatmeal prepared at the Melendez mansion. Kim will bring it over shortly. Eat your breakfast and try to rest more at home.”

With that, he turned and left for the office, leaving Arabella alone in the quiet stillness of the bedroom. She remained in bed, feeling utterly powerless. No matter how much she protested or how loudly she voiced her frustration, it didn’t provoke a single reaction from him—no concessions, no softening of his stance.

Despair clawed at her chest. She was on the verge of hopelessness.

To Jayceon, it was all just an overblown scene, nothing more than theatrics.

After loving him so deeply for so long, Arabella had never imagined he could be this cold, this unfeeling. He had silently stripped away even her right to show pain, leaving her isolated in her suffering.

Around nine o’clock that morning, Tabitha and Kimberly arrived with breakfast, attempting to offer some small measure of comfort. Arabella kept silent about Jayceon’s harsh financial demand.

Tabitha’s affection for her was unmistakable and genuine. Yet, Jayceon was her biological son, and ultimately, she did not want to see her son’s marriage crumble.

Kimberly, though a trusted confidante, was notoriously loose-lipped. If Arabella revealed that Jayceon was demanding 150 million dollars for a divorce, the news would spread like wildfire by the time evening came. That was the last thing Arabella wanted.

By noon, Arabella had returned to her parents’ home. Her parents’ faces showed no relief at the news she wasn’t divorcing—only deep, heavy concern.

Kayla gently pulled Arabella aside for a private conversation. “Bella, darling, did Jayceon make things difficult for you?” she asked softly.

Arabella didn’t dare burden her parents with the full truth. Instead, she forced a fragile excuse. “He said it was a misunderstanding. He insists there was no affair.”

Kayla’s hand pressed to her chest in relief. “No affair? Thank goodness. That’s a relief.”

Leading her back out of the room, Kayla continued, “Your father and I talked it over last night. Your third uncle’s family has moved to Oriaville, and their house is empty. We’ve decided to move there.”

Later, she had her parents transfer her to traditional medicine. After graduation, she married Jayceon and gave up her career. Yet, for his sake, she never stopped researching sleep disorders.

She had cured his insomnia and earned master’s degrees in both psychology and traditional medicine, but she lacked clinical experience. To truly advance in sleep medicine, she had to start from the ground up.

That afternoon, she accompanied her father to Hopevale General Hospital to meet Harrison Dunlap, a renowned master of traditional medicine in Halberton and an international expert on sleep disorders.

The hospital had tempted him out of retirement with a generous offer.

After three years as a homemaker, Arabella felt rusty and out of practice. She wanted to become his assistant to reenter the field.

Because Harrison’s son owed a debt to the Palmer family, he agreed readily.

He instructed her to complete a health check and return to see him next Monday. He also introduced her to a senior colleague who would help her learn the practical skills.

At first, the pay would be low. But Arabella was determined to rebuild her career, step by step.