Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 134

**Chapter 134**

With a thoughtful expression, he turned to Arabella and said, “I’m heading to see Mr. Dawson first. Please, don’t wander off alone.”

In response, Arabella merely offered a half-hearted “Mhm,” her voice lacking conviction, as she turned to leave with Samuel, her heart heavy with unspoken thoughts.

They made their way to a small, dimly lit side room that was tucked away from the main festivities of the hall. The atmosphere was quieter here, a stark contrast to the bustling energy outside.

Samuel, his brow furrowed with concern, asked, “Has he bullied you again since you came back?”

Arabella hesitated, unsure of where to start.

Since Georgina and her son had returned, it felt as though Jayceon had cast a shadow over her, suffocating her spirit. Each day had been a struggle, filled with a sense of injustice that gnawed at her insides.

Samuel, having grown up alongside Jayceon, understood his tactics all too well. He leaned closer, his voice low and steady, “Look, Arabella, you have to accept things as they are. You need to focus on the silver lining. People can survive without love, but they absolutely cannot thrive without money. The more pragmatic you are, the less pain you’ll invite into your life.”

Arabella nodded slowly, grasping the weight of Samuel’s words. “Sam, please don’t harbor any anger toward him on my account. I’ve made my peace with it.”

It was Jayceon who had shattered her once-obsessive feelings for him, piece by painful piece.

The nights that had felt longer than eternity, the days that dragged with unbearable heaviness—she had endured them all.

From this moment forward, she vowed to herself that nothing would ever shatter her spirit again.

After their conversation, they returned to the main hall, but to their dismay, Jayceon was nowhere to be found.

Mrs. Dawson, noticing Arabella’s search, pulled her aside and whispered conspiratorially, “Jayceon received a call and left in quite a hurry.”

Arabella’s heart sank, but she understood all too well.

The only person capable of summoning Jayceon with a mere phone call was the woman he truly loved—Georgina.

“Sam, I think I’ll head home now,” Arabella said, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her.

Later that night, as she returned to the empty house, she found it just as she had anticipated: Jayceon was absent.

She took a long, soothing shower, the warm water washing away the weight of the evening, then slipped into her pajamas. Curling up on the sofa, she opened WhatsApp to chat with her brother, seeking solace in their conversation.

Just as she was about to retreat to her bedroom for some much-needed rest, the sound of the door creaking open announced Jayceon’s return.

He strode toward her with purpose, and Arabella felt a wave of emotions crash over her.

Jayceon leaned down, gently placing a thin blanket over her shoulders, his touch both familiar and foreign.

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