Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 274

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

**Chapter 274**

Not only that, but he had also taken it upon himself to secure a new place for her well ahead of time.

Men are all pigs.

They always seem to crave what lies just beyond their reach.

This was it; she had to grasp this final opportunity to truly connect with Jayceon.

As the clock ticked late into the night, Jayceon returned home to an enveloping darkness that felt almost suffocating.

With a weary sigh, he flicked the switch, and the lights flickered to life, illuminating the familiar space that now felt strangely empty.

As he bent down to change out of his shoes, a fleeting glance at the shoe rack revealed a noticeable absence. A few pairs were conspicuously missing, and a wave of unease washed over him. Jayceon knelt down, opening the shoe cabinet, his heart racing.

A sudden realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. He hurried into the living room, his pulse quickening, and found the master bedroom door ajar, swinging slightly as if beckoning him inside.

Cautiously, he stepped into the master bedroom, his heart pounding with each footfall. The bed was impeccably made, devoid of any signs that someone had rested there.

“Arabella!”

He called out her name, his voice echoing in the stillness as he moved toward the walk-in closet. With a swift motion, he yanked open her wardrobe, the door whooshing open to reveal an empty space where her clothes once hung like a vibrant tapestry of her life.

Jayceon felt the weight of despair crash over him as he sank to the floor, utterly drained. He instinctively reached into his pocket and pulled out the crystal glass pendant, his fingers trembling as he held it up. The tiny photograph of their baby stared back at him, and he felt a tightening in his chest.

As he pressed the pendant against his heart, tears began to well in his eyes, spilling over and tracing warm trails down his cheeks.

A sinking feeling gripped him.

Arabella wouldn’t be returning so easily this time.

The following day, as the sun climbed high into the sky, Jayceon found himself at the hospital, desperately seeking Arabella. However, her colleague informed him that she had taken a leave of absence.

Meanwhile, in the heart of the city, at a newly opened luxury villa development, Arabella emerged from the office with her parents, a mixture of excitement and anxiety swirling within her as they had just finalized the deposit.

Kayla glanced at her daughter, worry etched on her face.

“Arabella, are you sure about this?” she asked, concern lacing her voice.

Arabella nodded, a sense of understanding washing over her.

Kimberly, two years her junior, was twenty-four, while Samuel, the same age as Jayceon, had just turned thirty.

Kimberly was refreshingly straightforward; she had turned all the guys around her into close friends without any romantic complications.

Samuel, on the other hand, was perpetually running away from the expectations of his family, adamant about remaining single and enjoying his freedom. Despite his reluctance to marry, he had a soft spot for Kimberly, and their families had long hoped for a union between them.

Yet, Kimberly had made it clear that marriage was off the table until she turned thirty, while Samuel insisted he hadn’t experienced enough of life yet.

Their bond was so close that it often left others bewildered, unsure of how to categorize their relationship.

As Arabella watched Kimberly, her heart ached at the sight of her friend so blissfully happy, flanked by two charming men. A strange tightness gripped her chest.

She wanted to inquire about Kimberly’s feelings for Samuel, but the words caught in her throat, leaving her in a state of uncertainty.

After a brief moment of hesitation, Arabella crooked her finger, beckoning Kimberly to lean in closer.

As the four male models began to rise from their seats, preparing to leave, Kimberly straightened up, crossing her arms. A chill ran down Arabella’s spine, a nagging sensation that something was about to change.