Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 332

**Title: Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 332**

Wynter, a man of impeccable taste and style, stood before Georgina, his glasses glinting under the harsh lights of the room. The disdain etched on his face was palpable, as if he were staring at something foul. “You bitch,” he spat, his voice dripping with contempt, “years have gone by, and you’re still up to no good!”

Jayceon’s gaze flicked to Steve, who, with a steady hand, revealed a paternity test report. At that moment, two imposing bodyguards entered, leading Leandro, the child, directly to Georgina.

“Wynter,” Jayceon declared, his voice steady yet forceful, “this child is yours and Georgina’s. Am I mistaken?”

Wynter’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Leandro, his expression one of loathing. He jabbed a finger in Georgina’s direction, his voice laced with venom. “Mr. Melendez, six years ago in Brazoria, this woman knew I was about to marry someone else. She drugged me and plotted against me, trying to force my hand into marrying her. When I rejected her advances, she left a pregnancy test report for my fiancée, vanishing without a trace and nearly destroying my relationship!”

Wynter continued, his voice rising with indignation. “Three years later, she resurfaced with the child, demanding that I divorce my wife to provide for her and the boy. I refused, and in retaliation, she wreaked havoc in my life, only ceasing her torment after extracting five million dollars from me!”

With a flourish, Wynter pointed an accusatory finger at Georgina. “Mr. Melendez, her husband died from a drug overdose, and I have my suspicions that she orchestrated it intentionally!”

Georgina’s eyes widened with outrage. “Wynter, you scoundrel! You assaulted me, got me pregnant out of wedlock, and forced me to marry another man. That’s true. But now you dare to accuse me of murder without a shred of proof? Do you even have a conscience?”

Her voice trembled with anger, but she refused to yield, and Jayceon, feeling his patience fray, took it upon himself to expose Georgina’s deceit in front of everyone.

“Georgina,” he began, his tone firm and unwavering, “six years ago, you swindled ten million dollars from Grandpa without my knowledge, then staged a robbery to play the victim. Almost immediately after, you hatched a plan to ensnare Wynter into a High Society family through marriage. When that didn’t work out, you went into hiding after getting pregnant. Your initial plan was to return to the country, but when Grandpa saw through your ruse, he forced you into a marriage.”

Desperation flickered across Georgina’s face as she shook her head vehemently, “No, I didn’t do any of that! I’ve been framed!”

Jayceon pressed on, his voice rising with conviction. “You endured years of abuse at the hands of your husband, all to manipulate Wynter into providing you with a hefty child support payment. The truth is, your husband was constantly pressuring you to reveal the child’s true parentage, but you stubbornly resisted. You would rather endure the beatings than disclose the truth, all while waiting for the opportune moment to extort money from the Horton family. Am I mistaken?”

He took a step closer to her, and Georgina instinctively recoiled, her body trembling as she took a step back.

Two bodyguards swiftly intervened, preventing her from reaching him.

“Georgina,” Jayceon said, his voice steady yet tinged with disappointment, “out of respect for the life you once saved, I tolerated your presence and cared for you. But you’ve crossed the line into criminality, and now, no one can shield you from the consequences!”

Georgina, her voice rising in a frenzied pitch, pointed an accusatory finger at Arabella. “Is it because of her?” she shouted, her tone venomous. “You still want to be with that bitch, don’t you? Is that why you’re sending me to prison?”

When Jayceon remained silent, a deep sadness washed over her, and tears began to stream down her face.

“Jay,” she implored, her voice cracking, “you stood up to your family for me. You even divorced your wife. I’m the one you want to marry, the one you love, right?”

Jayceon’s gaze instinctively flicked toward Arabella. The moment their eyes met, he felt a dull ache in his chest, a reminder of the tension that had grown between them.