Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 84

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

**Chapter 84**

Jayceon leaned closer, his voice steady yet filled with urgency. “You have the power to persuade your family to leave with you. I assure you, you’ll have financial security not just for this life, but for whatever comes next.”

Georgina sprang to her feet, the sudden movement betraying the turmoil within her.

Yet, despite the weight of the situation, her tone remained gentle, almost pleading. “Jay, I’ve been unwell for so long that I couldn’t hold down a job. I accepted your help, yes, but once I regain my strength, I promise I’ll find work. I never wanted your money, and I certainly never intended to disrupt your marriage. Please, don’t be so harsh with me.”

The expression on Jayceon’s face was a mixture of frustration and concern. “You don’t have to leave, but I need to clarify Leandro’s true identity to my wife. I can’t allow her to continue misunderstanding our situation.”

Georgina felt her heart race, her breath hitching in her throat as she staggered backward, grappling with the implications of his words.

With tears welling in her eyes, she confronted him, her voice trembling, “So you’re going to tell your wife that Leandro isn’t our child? And then what happens?”

Her agitation was palpable, each word laced with a mix of anger and sorrow. “What will your wife say to everyone? That Georgina failed to secure a place in a High Society Family six years ago, was exiled from her homeland, suffered abuse for years, endured the unthinkable, and now that her husband is gone, she has returned with her child, shamelessly expecting you to take responsibility?”

Georgina’s voice rose, filled with despair. “And then your family finds out that Leandro isn’t yours, and they ‘deal with’ me and my child again, just as they did six years ago?!”

Her emotions surged, and she cried out, “If that’s how it’s going to be, then you might as well just end my life now!”

Without allowing Jayceon the chance to respond, she fled the living room, tears streaming down her cheeks.

For six long years, she had plotted and dreamed of returning to Jayceon’s side. No matter the obstacles, she was resolute—she would never leave him again.

Later that evening, in Jayceon’s new abode.

He resided in a lavish penthouse within The Azure Bay Estates.

Jayceon occupied the 9th floor, while Samuel was stationed on the 13th.

Samuel surveyed Jayceon’s new living space, taking in every detail. “Even if you decorate this place to match the elegance of your marital home and hang up that wedding dress, Arabella won’t care one bit,” he teased, a smirk playing on his lips.

Ignoring Samuel’s jibe, Jayceon focused intently on arranging the his-and-hers toiletries he had purchased for the bathroom, each item placed with care.

At the mention of Arabella’s name, Jayceon’s eyes flickered with a mix of guilt and concern.

He fell silent for a long moment, contemplating. “Arabella has been pampered since childhood. After marrying me, I ensured she never faced hardship or felt wronged in any way. I believe I treated her quite well.”

Jayceon continued, “But Georgina’s situation is different. She grew up in a modest family, always so practical and wise. She endured so much for me, risking her own happiness. I can’t simply stand by and do nothing.”

Just then, Jayceon’s phone vibrated on the bathroom counter, the screen lighting up with an unknown number. He glanced at it briefly before rejecting the call.

Moments later, Samuel’s phone began to ring, and they exchanged a knowing look. Samuel answered, his expression shifting as he spoke.

Later that night, at Hopevale General Hospital.

When Jayceon and Samuel arrived, they found Georgina already settled into a hospital room.

Georgina lay in the hospital bed, but the moment she spotted Jayceon entering, a fierce determination surged within her. She struggled against the nurse, pushing her away with a sudden burst of strength.

In a desperate act, she ripped the IV needle from her hand, tears streaming down her face as she cried out, “Why did you save me? Just let me die!”