Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 235

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
By J.S. Caldwell

**Chapter 235**

Arabella sat on the edge of the bed, her posture tense, her heart heavy with the weight of their unresolved issues. The air was thick with unspoken words, crackling with a tension that seemed to electrify the space between her and Jayceon.

“Arabella, this is emotional abuse!” Jayceon’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and accusatory.

His words hit her like a sudden chill, causing her features to tighten in response.

Kneeling on the bed, she raised her gaze to meet his, her eyes aflame with a mix of hurt and defiance. “So you think my silence is emotional abuse? And what do you call your late-night escapades with Georgina? You left me here all alone, not even bothering to check on me when I fainted!” Her voice trembled with the weight of her accusation, the hurt spilling out like a dam breaking.

In that charged moment, they locked eyes, the silence between them heavy and oppressive, filled with a multitude of unspoken grievances.

Jayceon felt a wave of self-loathing crash over him; he wanted to scream at himself for the pain he had caused her. Deep down, he recognized that he was pushing her too hard, too fast.

He settled on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in his, a gesture meant to convey his seriousness. “I’m heading to Country M for a business trip tomorrow. I’ll be back in about half a month,” he declared, attempting to redirect the conversation away from their emotional storm.

Arabella was taken aback, her heart racing as she pulled her hand away, shaking off his touch like it was a physical weight. “You shouldn’t be telling me about your business trip,” she replied, her voice steady yet laced with frustration, a thin veneer over the chaos within her.

Unfazed by her rejection, Jayceon leaned closer, wrapping his arms around her with a force that felt both desperate and suffocating. “You’re my wife, Arabella. Who else would I share this with?” he murmured, his face buried in the crook of her neck, seeking solace in her warmth.

A wave of nausea washed over Arabella from the constriction of his embrace. She squirmed, desperate to escape. “A real man shares his love, Jayceon. If you have energy to spare, why don’t you go talk to your concubine, Georgina? You two can chat until the end of time for all I care. I’m exhausted and need to sleep.”

Wrapping herself in the blanket tightly, she added with a sarcastic lilt, “And please, remember to close the door on your way out.”

Jayceon’s face darkened, absorbing the sting of her words, his expression a tempest of emotions.

“Arabella,” he said, his tone grave, “I understand you’re disappointed, but you need to be cautious. Julian is a threat to both the Clemons and Melendez families. Don’t let yourself become a pawn in this game. Unless absolutely necessary, steer clear of him.”

Arabella’s dismissive attitude flared up again. “Julian is your uncle, not some stranger. What’s wrong with wanting to get closer to him?”

Jayceon’s brow furrowed, concern etching deeper lines on his face. “Julian has been abroad for years and has connections to the international underworld. I’m warning you for your own safety.”

Arabella shot back, her voice sharp and defiant, “Jayceon, if you keep pushing me, I might just find a way to become your aunt!”

His disbelief was palpable, his expression darkening further. “You dare?”

With a fierce stare, Arabella replied, “You can cheat, sleep with other women, and raise an illegitimate child. What’s stopping me from daring?”

The air between them crackled with animosity, their mutual resentment hanging like a storm cloud. Jayceon’s breath grew heavy, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm that matched the tempest within him.

Once Jayceon departed, Arabella threw herself into her work, immersing herself in tasks that demanded her full attention, hoping to drown out the emotional chaos.

Later that afternoon, as she made her way to Vance Manor, she spotted Tabitha meeting with Georgina. A wave of indifference washed over her; she had no desire to delve into their relationship, no interest in the complexities that bound them all together.

Despite Tabitha’s care for her, the truth remained undeniable—Jayceon was her biological son, and Georgina had given the Melendez family a grandson, a connection that would forever tie them together in ways she could not escape.

That night, Arabella returned home, indulging in a long, leisurely bath, letting the warm water soothe her weary spirit before settling into bed, feeling a sense of peace envelop her like a comforting blanket.

As the days turned into weeks, with Jayceon absent, Arabella began to thrive. She savored her meals, enjoyed restful sleep, and even noticed a slight weight gain—something she hadn’t experienced in a long time, a sign of newfound stability.

Julian’s treatment progressed smoothly, shifting from five days a week to a more manageable schedule of three days a week on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

Before she knew it, the calendar flipped to April, marking the passage of time in a way that felt both swift and surreal, a reminder of the changes unfolding within her.

In the aftermath of Jayceon’s departure, Arabella began to reclaim her sense of self, shedding the weight of their tumultuous relationship like an old skin. The absence of his presence, once a source of anxiety, transformed into a sanctuary where she could breathe freely and rediscover her own aspirations. Each day brought with it a renewed vigor; she poured herself into her work, nurturing her mind and spirit while finding solace in her routine. The emotional turmoil that had once consumed her began to fade, replaced by a blossoming confidence that illuminated her path forward. She realized that her happiness was not contingent upon Jayceon’s choices, but rather a reflection of her own resilience and strength.

As the days turned into weeks, a profound sense of empowerment enveloped Arabella, allowing her to confront the complexities of her life with a newfound clarity. She understood that the ties binding her to Jayceon were not merely chains, but threads woven into a larger tapestry of her existence. The acknowledgment of her own worth and the acceptance of her past mistakes became the cornerstone of her healing. With each passing moment, she embraced the freedom that came from letting go, and in doing so, she ignited a spark within herself that had long been dimmed. As April arrived, Arabella stood on the precipice of transformation, ready to step into a future that was entirely her own—one filled with possibilities, hope, and the promise of a brighter tomorrow.

**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
As the dust settles from Jayceon’s departure, Arabella finds herself at a pivotal crossroads. With the weight of their tumultuous relationship momentarily lifted, she begins to rediscover herself—embracing newfound independence and strength. But just as she starts to thrive, the shadows of her past loom larger than ever. What will happen when Jayceon returns from his business trip? Will the unresolved tensions between them ignite once more, or will Arabella’s newfound confidence shift the dynamics of their relationship? The stakes have never been higher as secrets and loyalties threaten to unravel. Meanwhile, Julian’s presence in her life grows more complex. With each therapy session, Arabella finds herself entangled in a web of family ties and dark secrets that could change everything she thought she knew. As she navigates her feelings toward Julian, will she uncover hidden truths that could either strengthen her resolve or pull her deeper into danger? The line between ally and enemy blurs, and Arabella must decide whom she can truly trust. The next chapter promises to be a whirlwind of emotions, revelations, and unexpected alliances that will leave readers on the edge of their seats, eagerly anticipating the choices Arabella will make.