Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 265

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 265**

Before Franklin could articulate his thoughts, Arabella interjected with a warm smile, “Mr. Franklin, there’s no need for you to justify anything. I see the goodness in you as a father. If being his godmother aids in the healing of that little one, then I wholeheartedly accept the role.”

Franklin’s gaze shifted to the beads of sweat that glistened on Arabella’s forehead, a testament to her unwavering commitment. He gently took the child from her arms, his voice filled with gratitude. “I must admit, Dr. Palmer, your open-mindedness has taken me by surprise. On behalf of Edmundo, I extend my sincere thanks.”

This time, Arabella offered no resistance, her acceptance echoing a silent understanding between them.

He truly possesses a remarkable ability to navigate conversations, knowing precisely what to say to ease tensions.

As they turned to make their way toward the outpatient building of the hospital, a voice pierced the air, calling out to Arabella.

“Arabella!” Jayceon shouted, his tone a mixture of urgency and familiarity.

She paused, her body instinctively turning toward him. Jayceon approached, holding out a bag filled with medicine. “I tried reaching you, but there was no response, so I thought it best to bring it to you myself!”

Arabella’s fingers brushed against the bag as she accepted it, a small smile breaking through her earlier seriousness.

Franklin, sensing an opportunity for connection, stepped forward. “Mr. Melendez, may I ask if you and Dr. Palmer are…?”

Jayceon cast a quick glance at Arabella, his expression revealing a blend of emotions before he replied, “We’re husband and wife.”

Franklin’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Then who was the individual in the hospital room the other day?”

With a sigh, Jayceon clarified, “I apologize for the misunderstanding, Mr. Franklin. The child who caused harm to your son is not my child. I have a long-standing acquaintance with the boy’s mother. I refrained from clarifying our relationship in the hospital because I wanted to help resolve the situation swiftly. I truly regret any confusion this may have caused.”

Franklin nodded, a look of understanding washing over his face. “You’re taking this too seriously, Mr. Melendez. As long as Dr. Palmer is not misled, that’s what matters.”

Just as Jayceon prepared to take a step closer to Arabella, she turned to Franklin, her voice firm yet polite. “Let’s go, Mr. Franklin.”

To Jayceon, the nuances of any misunderstanding were trivial. His only aim was to pacify Arabella’s emotions, to prevent her from making a scene that could complicate matters further.

He hesitated, lowering the foot he had poised to step forward, feeling the weight of the moment.

In that charged atmosphere, Arabella confided in Franklin about Georgina being Jayceon’s first love, how they had been star-crossed lovers torn apart by the hands of fate, and how she was now contemplating a divorce.

Arabella felt a surge of frustration bubble beneath the surface. “Georgina, we’re both women. Regardless of how things have unfolded between Jayceon and me, I never intended to make your situation harder.”

She continued, her voice steady but laced with emotion. “I was the one who misjudged him initially, and then Jayceon caused me pain. You are not blameless in this, but I genuinely wish to distance myself from you.”

Arabella pressed on, her tone firm. “The Melendez family is now aware that your son is not biologically Jayceon’s. With Sir still unconscious, you need to act quickly. Go find Jayceon and resolve this matter. If you wait until the old man regains consciousness, it might be too late for you to avoid his wrath!”

Georgina’s face paled, her voice trembling as she asked, “How can you be so sure my son isn’t Jay’s child?”

Arabella raised an eyebrow, a hint of exasperation creeping into her voice. “Jayceon told me himself, of course. If you doubt me, feel free to ask him.”

Georgina felt her legs weaken, her body colliding with the examination room door with a dull thud as panic set in.

She bolted from the room, her mind racing. That old hag Tabitha and that conniving Arabella both claimed Jayceon had revealed the truth to them. It must be true.

Jayceon had reassured her, promising that their secret would remain hidden. Why would he suddenly choose to expose the truth about the child now?

She needed to confront Jayceon, to demand answers and unravel the tangled web of deceit that threatened to ensnare her.