Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 122

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**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
By J.S. Caldwell
**Chapter 122**

Kimberly gripped the steering wheel tightly as she navigated the streets, her heart heavy with worry as they rushed to the hospital. Beside her, Arabella sat in silence, her face pale and drawn, the weight of the world resting on her shoulders. Kayla was still in the ICU, and the uncertainty gnawed at them both.

Upon arriving, the atmosphere in the hospital was thick with tension. The doctor, with a stern expression, instructed the family to wait outside the room, leaving them in a state of restless anxiety. They exchanged glances, each one reflecting the unspoken fears that loomed over them.

Just then, a soft knock on the door broke the silence, and a middle-aged woman entered, accompanied by a small girl. The woman, her face etched with worry, knelt down without uttering a single word, her actions startling the trio in the room.

Roderick rushed forward, his instinct to help kicking in. “Brenda Porter, what are you doing? Please, get up!” he urged, concern lacing his voice.

Arabella’s eyes widened in recognition. It was Brenda, her cousin Leo’s wife. She could see the desperation in Brenda’s eyes, a reflection of her own turmoil.

Brenda’s voice trembled as she pleaded, “Uncle, please, you have to help us get Leo out too!” Her words were laced with fear and desperation.

Arabella, confused and frustrated, shot back, “Brenda, my cousin and I have no issues. Why would he frame me?” The memory of Leo’s silence after his arrest haunted her; he had refused to speak to anyone, leaving her with more questions than answers.

Brenda’s expression hardened, her resolve evident. “Arabella, your cousin is an honest man. He would never do anything illegal.” Tears streamed down her cheeks as she removed her daughter’s hat, revealing a bald head. “Three months ago, Dora was diagnosed with leukemia. We’ve spent every penny we had. Tomorrow’s treatment is beyond our reach, and the rent for the phone shop is due in just two days. Without Leo, my daughter and I won’t survive. Please, I beg you, help us!”

Dora, the little girl, tugged at the hem of Arabella’s coat, her voice breaking as she cried, “Auntie, I want to see my daddy, boohoo…” The innocent plea pierced Arabella’s heart, and she felt her fists clench at her sides.

Arabella’s mind raced. Her cousin’s child was suffering from leukemia, and the realization that Jayceon was exploiting this vulnerable situation for his gain filled her with rage. He was so calm, so assured that Leo wouldn’t risk everything to save his daughter.

As she looked at the mother and daughter, their sobs echoing in her ears, thoughts of her own mother in the emergency room flooded her mind. The image of Lawyer Patterson, who refused to see her, added to her growing despair.

Unable to bear the sight any longer, Arabella turned and stormed out of the hospital room, her heart pounding in her chest. In the dimly lit hallway, she frantically called and texted Jayceon, but it was as if he had vanished into thin air; there was no response.