Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 116

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 116**

Jayceon cast a sidelong glance at Steve, his face a mask of neutrality, revealing nothing of the turmoil brewing beneath the surface.

Steve, sensing the tension thickening in the air, swiftly approached Arabella, his voice a soothing balm. “Mrs. Melendez, please, don’t let anger cloud your judgment. Let’s sit down and discuss this calmly.”

As Arabella attempted to break free from Jayceon’s grasp, he tightened his hold, his fingers wrapping around her wrist in a firm but gentle reverse grip, unwilling to let her slip away.

With a sudden, forceful motion, she shook off Jayceon’s hand, her elbow inadvertently colliding with Steve’s side, causing the phone and cup of water he held to crash to the ground with a cacophonous clatter.

Startled by the noise, Arabella quickly bent down, her heart racing as she reached for the phone, only to discover it lay shattered on the floor.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Vinson,” she said, her voice laced with genuine remorse. “I didn’t mean for that to happen. How much was your phone? I’ll make sure to pay you back.”

Steve stole a quick glance at Jayceon, gauging the atmosphere before responding.

“Ma’am, this is actually a company phone,” he explained, trying to maintain a professional demeanor. “It’s been around for several years now. You don’t need to replace it—just getting it repaired would suffice.”

Arabella paused, contemplating his words, and then nodded decisively. “Alright then, I’ll find someone to fix it and make sure it’s returned to you as soon as possible.”

Steve glanced at Jayceon again, seeking approval.

Swallowing hard, Steve added, “Ma’am, I must mention that I’m Mr. Melendez’s assistant. This phone contains crucial company documents that must remain confidential. Please ensure you find a certified repair shop.”

Arabella hadn’t considered the gravity of the situation until Steve’s reminder sank in. Jayceon had summoned her to sign divorce papers, but she sensed he was desperately trying to erase the evidence of his infidelity that she had painstakingly gathered.

She had only offered a single retort, and he had deftly sidestepped the subject, attempting to exit the conversation entirely.

A nagging feeling of unease crept into Arabella’s mind, as if a shadow of doubt loomed over her.

At that moment, her divorce lawyer stepped forward, his presence commanding attention. “Arabella, it might be best to let Steve handle the phone repair himself. You can simply cover the costs.”

The lawyer’s advice struck a chord, and Arabella’s understanding deepened.

She handed the broken phone to Steve, her voice steady. “You take care of the repairs. I’ll cover the expenses.”

Steve hesitated, his hand hovering in mid-air, uncertain.

Finally, Jayceon, who had remained silent until now, broke his silence. “Steve, do as my wife suggests.”

With that, Jayceon strode out of the conference room, leaving a palpable tension in his wake.

About ten minutes later, Arabella found herself standing beside a temporary parking spot by the roadside, a wave of relief washing over her. “Mr. Patterson, thank you for your guidance,” she said, her voice softening.

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