Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 225

**Title: Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 225**

Jayceon’s finger pointed accusingly at Gloria, who lay still on the ground, her face pale and lifeless. “Get her to the hospital, now!” His voice rang out, slicing through the heavy air thick with anxiety and dread. The urgency of his command was palpable, as if the very life of Gloria depended on the swiftness of their actions.

Steve, caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, glanced sideways at Arabella. His heart raced, and a pang of uncertainty gripped him. He felt torn between the weight of his responsibilities and the unsettling gravity of the situation unfolding before him. Yet, deep down, he understood that there was no room for hesitation. He had to act.

Arabella, initially observing the chaos with an air of detached amusement, now approached Steve with a deliberate slowness that made him uneasy. Her expression shifted from amusement to one of genuine concern, and she halted him in his tracks. “We don’t even know why she fainted,” she insisted, her voice steady but laced with urgency. “You can’t just move her like that. It could make things worse.”

Her sudden assertiveness took Steve by surprise, causing him to freeze as his mind raced with conflicting thoughts. The tension in the air thickened, wrapping around him like a suffocating shroud.

Just then, Georgina rushed forward, her protective instincts kicking in as she confronted Arabella. “What do you think you’re doing?” she demanded, her voice rising with alarm, laced with a mix of fear and desperation.

Arabella shot a quick glance at Jayceon, her eyes narrowing with determination. “Didn’t you tell me to give her first aid? Step aside,” she replied, her tone leaving no room for argument, her confidence radiating like a shield against the rising tide of chaos.

Georgina felt a wave of guilt wash over her as she glanced at Jayceon, who stood nearby, his expression a mixture of concern and frustration. “Jay, you have to stop her. She’s definitely trying to use this chance to get revenge!” she hissed, her voice trembling with fear.

Jayceon turned his attention to Arabella, his brow furrowing with worry. “Are you really trying to save her?” he asked, his voice low and serious, concern etched across his features.

Arabella met his gaze, her eyes icy and unyielding. “Jayceon, you’re not important enough for me to waste my time getting revenge on you,” she retorted, her voice sharp enough to cut through the tension, leaving Jayceon momentarily stunned by the coldness of her words.

He felt a mixture of anger and confusion bubbling within him, but he managed to suppress it, unwilling to show any weakness. Arabella exchanged a knowing look with Samuel, who then nodded at Arthur, a silent understanding passing between them like an unspoken agreement.

“Doctor’s performing first aid, give us some space! Everyone back up!” Samuel’s voice boomed as he and Arthur began to usher the crowd away, their movements reminiscent of farmers shooing away chickens, commanding authority amidst the chaos.

Arabella knelt beside Gloria, her fingers deftly retrieving a small black hairpin from her own hair. Leaning closer to Gloria, she lowered her voice, her words dripping with venom. “Your daughter stole my husband, shattered my family, and now she wants to slander me in front of everyone,” she murmured, her tone heavy with resentment. “I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time. I promise this one poke will leave you paralyzed, and you’ll spend the rest of your life in a hospital bed,” she continued, her voice low and menacing. “And don’t you dare blame me. If you want to point fingers, direct them at your wonderful daughter for being the mistress.”

With that, Arabella pressed the hairpin firmly against Gloria’s carotid artery, her resolve unyielding, her eyes glinting with a fierce determination.

“Murder!” Gloria screamed in a reflexive panic, scrambling away from Arabella and into the crowd, her fear palpable, a visceral reaction to the threat looming over her.

The crowd gasped collectively, murmurs rippling through them as they began to praise Arabella’s “excellent medical skills,” blissfully unaware of the underlying tension that crackled in the air.

Georgina, casting a furtive glance at Jayceon, forced a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “This is wonderful, my mom is finally awake,” she said, her voice tinged with a nervous excitement, desperately trying to mask her anxiety.

Jayceon’s gaze remained fixed on Arabella, his expression a complicated mix of admiration and concern. He approached her, his voice softer now, attempting to bridge the chasm that had formed between them. “Since she’s fine now, I’ll take you back to the hospital,” he offered, hoping to mend the rift that had widened between them.

Arabella extended her hand toward him, then opened her palm, revealing the small black hairpin. Jayceon’s eyes flickered with a mix of curiosity and apprehension as he reached for it. But in a swift motion, Arabella tossed it to the ground, her disgust palpable, leaving his hand hanging in the air, suspended in uncertainty.

With those final words, Arabella turned on her heel, walking away with a determination that left Jayceon feeling hollow, an emptiness that gnawed at his insides.

“Arabella!” he called after her, watching her frail figure retreat, a dull ache spreading through his chest, the realization of his loss settling heavily upon him.

At that moment, the ambulance arrived, sirens blaring, cutting through the tension like a knife, a jarring reminder of the chaos that had unfolded.

Georgina exchanged a knowing look with Gloria, who suddenly collapsed again, gasping for air, panic etched across her face, the situation spiraling further out of control.

Georgina quickly directed the paramedics to load her mother into the ambulance, urgency propelling her every movement as she fought to maintain composure amidst the turmoil.

Before Arabella could leave the scene, Georgina stepped in front of her, a facade of sincerity plastered across her face. “Mrs. Melendez, I apologize for what I said earlier. I was just so worried when my mom suddenly collapsed. Please don’t hold it against me,” she said, her voice dripping with feigned concern as she glanced at Jayceon, gauging his reaction, her eyes betraying a flicker of uncertainty.

In the aftermath of the chaos, the air was thick with unspoken words and unresolved feelings, leaving Jayceon standing at the crossroads of his emotions. As he watched Arabella walk away, the weight of her accusations hung heavily in the air, each one a reminder of the choices he had made and the trust he had shattered. The sirens of the ambulance faded into the distance, but the turmoil within him remained, a constant reminder of the bridges burned and the distance that now lay between them. His heart ached with the realization that the woman he once loved had become a stranger, her trust in him irrevocably shattered.

Arabella, on the other hand, felt a surge of empowerment as she stepped away from the scene, her heart pounding with the adrenaline of confrontation. She had finally voiced the resentment that had festered within her for too long, reclaiming her narrative in a world that had tried to silence her. Yet, beneath the bravado lay a deep-seated sorrow; the memories of their shared past lingered like ghosts, haunting her with what once was. As she moved forward, her resolve solidified, but the ache of lost dreams and fractured connections remained, leaving her to wonder if she could ever truly escape the shadows of their history. In that moment, both Jayceon and Arabella were left grappling with the consequences of their choices, their paths diverging in ways they had never anticipated, igniting a spark of change that would forever alter their lives.

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
In the next chapter of *Her Spark Ignites Tonight*, readers can expect the tension to escalate as the fallout from Gloria’s collapse reverberates through the group. With the ambulance sirens still ringing in their ears, Jayceon finds himself caught in a web of conflicting emotions. His heart aches for Arabella, who has just revealed the depth of her pain and betrayal, while simultaneously grappling with the chaos that Gloria’s health crisis has incited. Will he finally confront his feelings for Arabella, or will the looming threat of Gloria’s condition force him to prioritize family over love? Meanwhile, Arabella’s cold demeanor hints at a brewing storm within her. As she navigates the thin line between vengeance and compassion, her interactions with Georgina are sure to intensify. Will Georgina’s facade of sincerity hold up, or will Arabella see through her manipulation? The stakes are high as Arabella’s past and present collide, leaving readers on the edge of their seats. Expect unexpected alliances, fierce confrontations, and the possibility of long-buried secrets surfacing, setting the stage for a dramatic showdown that could alter the course of their intertwined lives forever.