Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 280

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

**Chapter 280**

Jayceon had always been her protector, a steadfast presence in her life, offering help when she needed it most, and even showering her with favors. But deep down, she knew that what he felt for her was not love. It was a complex mix of pity and guilt that clouded his true emotions.

True love, she mused, was something wild and uncontrollable. It surged through you like an electric current, compelling you to kiss them, to wrap your arms around them, to crave their very essence. The body spoke a truth that words often failed to convey.

In her heart, she was certain that the one who truly held Jayceon’s affection was Arabella. The realization gnawed at her, a bitter taste that lingered long after the thought crossed her mind.

In a moment of desperation, she had sought the guidance of a psychologist, hoping to unravel the tangled web of Jayceon’s feelings. The sessions had revealed much about his upbringing—one steeped in the rigid expectations of his grandfather and father, where rules were not just guidelines but chains that bound him to a predetermined path.

Jayceon’s life was like a meticulously arranged clock, each cog in its place, too orderly, too predictable. But when she had entered his life, she had unwittingly become his life raft, a beacon of hope in a sea of stifling constraints. Yet, he viewed her through a distorted lens, a filter that obscured the truth of his heart.

When Jayceon had finally agreed to date her, it seemed like a breakthrough, a rebellion against the authority of his elders. Sir’s abrupt intervention had shattered their budding romance, but it had also presented Jayceon with an opportunity—a chance to defy the expectations that had suffocated him for so long.

To the outside world, it appeared as though Jayceon was standing up to his parents and grandfather, breaking free from their suffocating grip for her sake. But in reality, it was a tempest of repressed frustrations and long-held resentments bubbling to the surface. She had been in denial at first, clinging to the hope that his feelings were genuine. But now, the truth was undeniable.

She had to find a way to make Jayceon sever ties with Arabella—she needed to act quickly. Even if she couldn’t gain entry into the Melendez family estate, she would remain by Jayceon’s side, title or no title, reveling in the wealth and opulence that surrounded them.

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The following morning, a piercing scream shattered the stillness of Arabella’s suite, echoing off the walls like a banshee’s wail.

Arabella stood before the mirror, her eyes widening in horror at the sight that greeted her. Her neck was adorned with hickeys, a shocking testament to the previous night’s escapades. Who had done this to her? What kind of monster had she allowed into her life? How long had he been starved for the chance to devour her like this?

She shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel the fog of confusion that clouded her memory. The events of the previous night were a blur. The only thing she could recall was Blaire guiding her to the hotel’s guest room floor, leading her out of the elevator. Once in the hallway, Blaire had taken a phone call, and in a moment of misguided independence, Arabella had insisted on returning to her room alone.

And after that… it all spiraled into a haze. Had she really hired an escort?

The thought sent a shiver down her spine, her skin crawling at the implications. People had become so reckless these days. What if she had crossed paths with someone carrying a disease? The very idea made her stomach churn.

She couldn’t linger here any longer; she needed to return to her homeland and undergo a thorough medical examination.

With urgency fueling her movements, Arabella washed up, changed into fresh clothes, and hurried down to check out.

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