Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 266

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 266**

Once Georgina stormed out, Arabella made her way directly to Zachary, her resolve hardening with each step. She declared firmly that she would not treat Georgina or any of her relatives, citing her tumultuous past with Georgina and the looming threat of misdiagnosis that could arise from their history.

Zachary, ever the supportive friend, nodded in agreement, a reassuring smile gracing his lips. “You have nothing to worry about, Arabella. From this moment forward, even if she sets foot in this hospital, there’s no way she’ll secure an appointment with you.”

His concern for her well-being was palpable as he leaned slightly closer, his brow furrowing with genuine interest. “You took a week off. Is everything settled back home?”

Arabella didn’t shy away from the truth; she opened her heart to Zachary. “I lost the baby,” she confessed, her voice heavy with sorrow. “And the divorce… it’s still going to take time.”

Zachary’s expression softened, his heart aching for her. “Arabella, Mr. Melendez is mistaking brass for gold. He’ll live to regret giving you up for the rest of his life,” he said, his tone filled with conviction.

But Arabella, lost in her own thoughts, felt indifferent towards Jayceon’s fate. All she truly desired was to sever the ties that bound her to him.

Meanwhile, in the sleek, modern office of the Melendez Group, tension filled the air. Steve had just escorted Georgina inside, and with a tactful nod, he excused himself, leaving her alone with Jayceon.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Georgina’s composure shattered. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her voice trembled with anger and despair. “Jay, your mother came to me last night and threw my son and me out of the house! She said you told her Leandro isn’t part of the Melendez family. Is that true?”

Jayceon stood tall by the floor-to-ceiling windows, his silhouette framed by the city skyline. Clad in black trousers and a crisp white shirt, with sleeve garters that accentuated his lean frame, he looked every bit the powerful man he was. He turned to face Georgina, his expression grave. “Yes, I’m the one who said it.”

Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, the tears stopped flowing. She stared at him, disbelief etched across her features.

Finally, she found her voice, shaky yet determined. “Jay, you promised me you wouldn’t reveal Leandro’s identity!”

“That was before I had to face the truth about my own child,” he replied, his tone clipped. “I was covering up for you, Georgina! My wife had a miscarriage. I lost my own child!”

Georgina stumbled back, the weight of his words crashing over her like a tidal wave. So that was the reason behind Tabitha’s sudden hostility. It all made sense now. Arabella had been pregnant, and she had lost the baby!

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