Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 222

**TITLE: Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 222**

In the warm, inviting glow of the restaurant, Samuel gestured toward a charming little table tucked away in a cozy corner, his voice bubbling with playful mischief. “What’s the point of dining in a crowd? The real pleasure lies in sharing a meal with just you two,” he declared, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Blaire, ever the lively spirit, intertwined his arm with Arabella’s, as if marking his territory. “Arabella, let’s sit together,” he proclaimed, his tone a delightful mix of jest and determination.

But Jayceon, ever the vigilant protector, tightened his grip on Blaire’s arm, his gaze narrowing with an unmistakable warning. “I could always call your grandfather to join us,” he shot back, his voice low and edged, suggesting he was not joking.

The atmosphere crackled with tension, the air thick with unspoken words as the two men locked eyes, each unwilling to yield an inch in their silent standoff.

With a playful pout, Blaire finally released his hold on Arabella, opting instead to cheekily settle next to Samuel. Arabella, caught in the crossfire of this male rivalry, took her place beside Jayceon, her expression a curious mix of amusement and exasperation.

Once everyone was seated, Arabella took the reins and confidently ordered their food, her assertiveness cutting through the lingering tension. Samuel couldn’t help but observe the way Jayceon and Blaire continued to glare at each other, their eyes sharp enough to slice through the thick atmosphere that surrounded them.

“Seriously, are you two really going to keep this up over a seat?” Samuel finally broke the silence, his voice a blend of disbelief and humor, attempting to lighten the mood.

Blaire, quick on the draw, shot back, “Why not? Mr. Melendez didn’t seem to mind when he was seated with other women,” his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Jayceon’s patience was wearing thin, his voice taking on a sharper edge. “If you’re not here to eat, you can just leave,” he warned, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Samuel, the ever-present peacemaker, interjected, “Jay, you’re missing the point. You’ve shared a bed with Georgina and even fathered a child with her. I didn’t see you setting any boundaries then. So why is it suddenly a problem when Arabella and that troll get a little cozy?”

Jayceon’s gaze snapped to Samuel, irritation flashing in his eyes. “If you’re not going to eat, you can leave too,” he retorted, his voice low and dangerous.

In perfect unison, Samuel and Blaire exchanged a glance, their voices rising in harmony, “We’re not going anywhere.”

Arabella couldn’t help but roll her eyes at the three grown men behaving like petulant children. “If you guys keep this up, I’m seriously going to walk out of here,” she warned, her voice firm yet tinged with a hint of amusement.

Instantly, the atmosphere shifted. The three men straightened, their antics quelled by the mere threat of Arabella’s departure.

Meanwhile, outside the restaurant, Georgina and her mother, Gloria, happened to catch sight of the four friends enjoying their dinner. Georgina felt a surge of jealousy wash over her, instinctively ducking behind a pillar, her eyes narrowing as she watched Jayceon peel shrimp for Arabella, Samuel pouring juice, and Blaire serving food onto her plate. Each act felt like a dagger to her heart, her eyes burning with envy.

Despite her own ordinary family background, Georgina had graduated from an arts school, majoring in dance. She took pride in her height and grace, believing they set her apart. Moreover, she had undergone plastic surgery to enhance her features, and as a livestream shopping host, she had amassed millions of followers.

So what if Arabella hailed from a High Society family? The Palmer family had long since fallen from grace. Arabella was just a fallen heiress, leeching off her husband’s family, worse off than Georgina herself.

Georgina continued, her voice dropping to a whisper filled with frustration. “Jayceon feels guilty about me; he’s not a fool. I had to fight tooth and nail to get him to acknowledge Leandro and promise to help hide his identity. Can’t you see how much he regrets it already?”

“He’s only sticking around because of a promise, out of guilt, and it’s just his nature. I can’t push for more right now,” she added, her voice trembling with emotion.

Seeing her daughter so worked up, Gloria quickly tried to calm her down. “Georgina, take a breath. Don’t rush. All men are the same; they crave what they can’t have. You were his first love. In his heart, no one will ever compare to you.”

Georgina closed her eyes, fatigue washing over her. Yes, she was Jayceon’s first love. But being that first love had come at a cost.

It had taken her a full year of relentless pursuit before he agreed to date her. And even during their relationship, Jayceon had been like a monk, devoid of any desires, leaving her yearning for more.

If only things had been different, she thought, if only she hadn’t had to hide away for so long.

In the dim light of the restaurant, the emotional undercurrents between the four friends and the lingering shadows of past relationships created a palpable tension. Arabella, caught in the middle of Jayceon and Blaire’s rivalry, felt the weight of expectations and the complexities of their intertwined lives. Yet, amidst the playful banter and veiled threats, there was a sense of camaraderie that reminded them all of the bonds they shared. As the evening progressed, the laughter and shared moments began to overshadow the rivalry, allowing Arabella to realize that she was not merely a pawn in someone else’s game but rather the spark that ignited deeper connections among them. Her presence had the power to diffuse the tension, reminding each of them of the importance of friendship and the joy of simply being together, free from the burdens of their past.

Meanwhile, outside the restaurant, Georgina’s turmoil reflected the insecurities that often accompany unrequited love and jealousy. As she watched Jayceon interact with Arabella, her heart ached with a mix of longing and resentment. The realization that her past with Jayceon was overshadowed by the present he shared with another was a bitter pill to swallow. Yet, in her mother’s attempts to comfort her, there lay a glimmer of hope—a reminder that love is not merely about possession but about the connections that endure despite the passage of time. Georgina’s struggle was not just against Arabella but also against her own insecurities and the choices that had led her to this moment. As she pondered her feelings, a new understanding began to form within her, hinting that perhaps the path forward lay not in clinging to the past but in embracing the possibilities of the future, even if it meant letting go.

In the next chapter of “Her Spark Ignites Tonight,” readers can expect the tension between Jayceon, Blaire, and Samuel to escalate, as the rivalry over Arabella intensifies. With the playful banter giving way to more serious confrontations, the stakes will rise as each man grapples with his feelings and motivations. Will Jayceon finally confront his feelings for Arabella, or will he continue to let jealousy cloud his judgment? Meanwhile, Blaire’s charm and wit could either charm Arabella or push Jayceon further into a corner. The dynamics at the table promise to shift dramatically, leading to revelations that could change everything. Outside the restaurant, Georgina’s simmering jealousy will reach a boiling point, prompting her to make a bold move that could alter the course of her relationship with Jayceon. As she wrestles with her insecurities and her mother’s well-meaning but misguided advice, the chapter will delve deeper into her psyche, revealing the lengths she is willing to go to reclaim her place in Jayceon’s life. Will her actions push him away or bring him closer? The tension is palpable, and readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eager to see how these intertwined lives will collide in unexpected ways.