Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 353

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 353**

A flicker of astonishment danced in her eyes as she regarded him. “Mr. Hamilton, and this lovely young lady is…?”

With an air of confidence that belied her youth, Arabella stepped forward. “Hello, Miss. I’m Arabella.”

In that moment, their gazes locked, and an unspoken understanding passed between them, a quiet strength evident in their demeanor.

Arabella, feeling the weight of the moment, averted her eyes slightly, breaking the connection first. It was clear that this Amanda woman was well aware of who she was, and the realization sent a ripple of uncertainty through her.

Meanwhile, Jayceon’s attention was unwaveringly fixed on Arabella. Every subtle shift in her expression, every nuance of her reaction, was meticulously noted by his observant gaze.

“Everyone, please continue your conversations,” Arabella announced, her voice brightening as she led Edmundo away. “I’m going to fetch the little one something to eat!”

Just as she pivoted to leave with Edmundo in tow, a waiter gliding past with a tray of drinks unwittingly veered too close.

In an instant, Franklin’s instincts kicked in. He reached out, his arm encircling Arabella with a swift grace, spinning her away from the impending collision, shielding her with his own body.

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When Arabella regained her balance, she found herself enveloped in Franklin’s protective embrace, an ambiguous comfort that sent her heart racing.

Jayceon, standing at a distance, froze, his mind racing even as he felt the pang of jealousy.

Though he had been the quickest to react, he was still too far away, while Franklin stood right beside her, within arm’s reach.

As he watched Arabella nestled in another man’s hold, Jayceon’s pupils narrowed, and his hands clenched into tight fists at his sides, betraying the turmoil within him.

The crowd around them shifted, eyes darting toward Jayceon, each person wearing a different expression—curiosity, concern, or perhaps amusement.

With a hint of embarrassment, Franklin released Arabella and offered a sincere apology to the group. “I’m really sorry, Dr. Palmer. It was purely instinctive.”

Arabella smiled softly, her voice warm. “I should be the one expressing gratitude, Franklin.”

Their exchange, though laced with formality, felt surprisingly comfortable, as if they shared a camaraderie that transcended the moment.

Amanda observed Arabella depart with Franklin, then quietly approached Jayceon, her voice dripping with subtle sarcasm. “Looks like Mr. Melendez’s ex-wife is quite the catch.”

Jayceon, avoiding her gaze, lowered his eyes, concealing the tumult of emotions swirling within him.

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He didn’t respond to Amanda, choosing instead to turn away and walk off, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts.

Amanda watched as he walked away, a smirk creeping across her lips, satisfaction evident in her expression.

Meanwhile, as Arabella engaged in conversation with Franklin, Zachary, Samuel, Kimberly, and Lily approached, their laughter filling the air.

Lily leaned in conspiratorially, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Arabella, do you happen to know Arthur’s address?”

Arthur?

Arabella’s gaze instinctively flickered to Zachary, who shook his head in exasperation. “This girl has always been a handful. Give her an inch, and she’ll take a mile. Don’t indulge her.”

Arabella chuckled, her smile genuine.

“To be honest, I can’t just hand over his address without Arthur’s consent. However, I’d be happy to invite you over to my place.”

Lily bounced on her heels, playfully shaking Arabella’s arm. “You have to keep your promise, Arabella!”

As she watched Lily skip away with her friends, a flicker of envy crossed Arabella’s face, a longing for the carefree days of youth.

Arabella halted, turning back to face Amanda. “Miss, we don’t really know each other.”

Amanda stepped closer, her demeanor poised yet assertive. “That’s perfectly fine. We’ll become acquainted in due time.”

Her tone was polite, but there was an underlying firmness that sent a slight shiver down Arabella’s spine.

“Dr. Palmer, allow me to formally introduce myself,” Amanda stated, her voice smooth. “I lead the Collins Clan, and I’m also the one who might be getting engaged to Mr. Melendez.”

The careful choice of words—“might be”—did not go unnoticed by Arabella.

“Congratulations,” Arabella replied, her voice steady, betraying none of her inner turmoil.

Amanda raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flickering across her features. “Aren’t you curious about it?”

Arabella shook her head, her expression unreadable.

Amanda couldn’t help but admire Arabella’s composure. “No wonder Mr. Melendez was so intent on marrying you back then. There’s an undeniable allure about you.”

Arabella felt a surge of defensiveness. “Miss, you’ve misunderstood. Mr. Melendez’s decision to marry me was devoid of any personal feelings.”

Amanda merely smiled, unfazed.

She openly expressed her interest in Jayceon, a boldness that Arabella found both intriguing and unsettling.

“Mr. Melendez possesses remarkable looks, a distinguished family background, sharp intellect, and an impressive skill set. He perfectly aligns with my standards for a partner,” Amanda declared confidently.

As Arabella regarded the woman standing before her, a realization washed over her. She and Jayceon seemed to share a commonality with Amanda—an ambition that was both compelling and intimidating.

Reflecting on Georgina from the past, Arabella mused that had Jayceon not viewed her through the lens of a life-saving benefactor and first love, she would have likely faded into obscurity long ago.