Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 289

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 289**

Georgina had meticulously crafted a plan to outsmart that rotund, unscrupulous man, hoping to swindle him out of tens of millions. It was a desperate measure, a last-ditch effort to resolve her urgent financial crisis. But, as fate would have it, he proved to be just as unreliable as she feared, turning against her in an instant and even daring to demand money from her.

With her options dwindling, Georgina found herself cornered, resorting to small online loans to scrape together enough to cover her basic living expenses. The weight of her predicament pressed heavily on her shoulders, each day a reminder of her precarious situation.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of the hospital, Franklin hurriedly brought the child into the bustling building. “Dr. Palmer, I truly appreciate everything you’ve done for us over these past few days!” he exclaimed, his voice filled with gratitude.

Emmett, effortlessly taking the child’s small suitcase in one hand, grasped Edmundo’s tiny fingers with the other. “Mr. Liv, please, there’s no need for such formality. Edmundo and I have really connected, and my parents are fond of him too. You can rest easy knowing he’s in good hands at my place,” he reassured, a warm smile lighting up his face.

Franklin, his expression shifting to a more serious tone, added, “Dr. Palmer, if you’re genuinely considering a divorce, once I wrap up the case I’m currently working on, I’ll handle your divorce proceedings at no cost to you.”

Arabella’s heart fluttered at the offer, a flicker of hope igniting within her. But as quickly as it sparked, hesitation crept in. “Mr. Liv, I don’t want to impose or cause you any trouble,” she replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

In Zelmere, no one dared to take on her divorce case. Franklin had built his career on commercial law, and if he were to make an exception for her, it would be a monumental favor—one that she would struggle to repay.

Noticing the uncertainty etched on Arabella’s face, Franklin made the final decision with a firm nod. “It’s settled then. I’ll take care of your divorce case.”

Arabella watched as Franklin’s handsome figure turned away, a mix of gratitude and admiration swelling within her. She ruffled Edmundo’s soft hair affectionately. “Since your dad is so willing to help me, I won’t refuse his kindness. I’ll make sure to cover his legal fees, so he can treat you to something nice,” she said, trying to lighten the mood.

Edmundo looked up at her with wide, innocent eyes. “But Dad is supposed to help Mom. You don’t have to thank him, Mom,” he said matter-of-factly, his words both sweet and poignant.

Arabella couldn’t help but marvel at the little boy standing before her. He was the epitome of charm—intelligent, well-behaved, and articulate. It made her wonder about Franklin’s parenting style. How did he manage to raise such a delightful child?

What a charmer he is, she mused, a smile creeping onto her lips.

With some time left before her shift ended, Arabella decided to take Edmundo into her office.

**Chapter 289**

As they entered, her assistant Sophie approached, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Dr. Palmer, still no divorce? What’s taking so long?” she teased, her tone light but probing.

Jayceon’s response was quick. “That’s perfect. We’ll go together,” he said, a hint of enthusiasm creeping into his voice.

Arabella hesitated for a brief moment, weighing her options, but eventually nodded in agreement.

Jayceon hadn’t anticipated that Arabella would accept his invitation for dinner, and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Married couples don’t hold grudges forever, he thought. After he dealt with Georgina, he would clear up all the misunderstandings between them. Then, their marriage would naturally return to its former state.

As Arabella and Jayceon took Franklin’s son to a cozy Western-style restaurant, the atmosphere buzzed with chatter and laughter.

Arabella ordered a kid’s meal for Edmundo, specifying, “No seafood sauce in the soup, and please add a few extra cherry tomatoes to the main course.”

Jayceon sat across from her, his gaze fixed intently on her as she ordered for the child.

If they hadn’t lost their baby, she would have been an incredible mother, he thought wistfully. The memory of their child brought a sharp pang of grief to his chest, a reminder of what they had lost and what could have been.