Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 324

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 324**

Samuel reached out, drawing Kimberly close to him, his hand gently patting her shoulder in a silent gesture of comfort. “There, there, don’t cry,” he murmured softly, his voice low and soothing. “When your dad gets old, you can treat him to ice cream during those chilly winters and make him wear a padded jacket when the summer sun blazes down.” He hoped to lighten the mood, to ease the tension that hung heavily in the air like a thick fog.

Jayceon, who had been listening intently, caught Samuel’s muttering and shot him a sideways glance that was filled with disbelief. He couldn’t help but wonder how Samuel could remain so calm amidst the chaos.

Conrad, on the other hand, was a tempest of anger. His temper had always been explosive, and today was no exception. He pointed an accusatory finger at Kimberly, his voice rising with indignation. “Sam, you tell me. She’s twenty-four. What’s the problem with us arranging a marriage for her? Just look at how she’s behaving!”

Samuel, ever the peacemaker, offered a placating smile, hoping to diffuse the situation. “Uncle Conrad, daughters often take after their fathers. You have impeccable taste, so if you allow Kim to choose for herself, I’m sure she’ll make a wonderful decision.”

Conrad let out a snort, his frustration palpable. “It’s all that woman Arabella’s fault! She’s been a terrible influence on Kim!” His voice dripped with resentment, and Jayceon couldn’t help but frown at his father’s narrow-mindedness.

“Dad, can you please stick to the point?” Jayceon interjected, his patience wearing thin. “Why do you have to drag other people into this?”

Tabitha, unable to contain her anger any longer, chimed in with a fierce determination. “With the Melendez family’s current power and status, we don’t need a marriage of convenience to secure Kim’s position in Zelmere. I gave birth to her, and you don’t have the right to dictate her future!” Her voice was strong, filled with the fierce love of a mother who wouldn’t back down.

Conrad’s temper flared once more, and he pointed an accusatory finger at Tabitha. “It’s your fault, woman! Back then, with Jay’s marriage, you also insisted he choose for himself. And look at the outcome!” His voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a knife.

“He chose a fallen heiress who brought no benefits to the Melendez family and hindered Jay at every turn!” Conrad’s voice rose in a crescendo of frustration, directed at Tabitha. “You are forbidden from interfering in Kim’s marriage ever again!”

Seeing the escalating conflict, Samuel discreetly grabbed Kimberly’s purse and phone from the sofa, slipping away like a shadow in the night. He guided Kimberly out of the Melendez house, hoping to shield her from the storm brewing inside.

Once Samuel had taken Kimberly away, Jayceon approached his parents, his expression serious and his voice deep. “Dad, please don’t speak to Mom like that!” There was a firmness in his tone that surprised even himself.

Conrad stared at Jayceon in disbelief, his mouth agape. “Was I wrong?” he challenged, his incredulity evident. “If she hadn’t interfered back then, you would have married an heiress from The Eight Great Clans long ago. You might even have a whole brood of children by now! Would we be in this mess?”

Jayceon felt a wave of frustration wash over him. He had kept his feelings bottled up for far too long. “Dad, I was the one who insisted on marrying Arabella. It had nothing to do with anyone else. The state of our marriage is my fault.” His voice was steady, but the weight of his words hung heavily in the air.

Jayceon watched the scene unfold, his heart heavy as he saw his mother demand a divorce while his father chased her out of the living room. Exhausted, he sank down onto the nearest chair, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders.

Sir, who had remained silent throughout the tumultuous exchange, finally spoke up, his voice grave. “Jay, a bad wife can ruin three generations. The reason your mother and sister are acting this way is because of that woman, Arabella.”

Jayceon frowned, his frustration bubbling to the surface. “Grandfather, you’re forcing Kim into a marriage of convenience. It’s only natural for Mom and Kim to oppose this. What does this have to do with my wife?”

The tension between grandfather and grandson crackled in the air as they locked eyes, each unwilling to back down. Jayceon, feeling a surge of annoyance, stood up, his resolve strengthening.

That evening, when Jayceon returned to his home in Briarwood Estates, Samuel followed closely behind, knocking on the door just as Jayceon stepped inside. With a weary sigh, Jayceon tossed his suit jacket aside, the fabric landing haphazardly on the back of a chair. “Where’s Kim?” he asked, his voice heavy with concern.

Samuel shook his head, his expression serious. “She went to find Arabella.”