Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 308

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 308**

Samuel looked at Arabella, his expression a mixture of disbelief and disdain. “Losing his own flesh and blood for a fake son… that’s pretty despicable,” he remarked, his voice laced with contempt.

Arabella, however, simply shook her head, her resolve unwavering. “He’s not worth my resentment, and he’s certainly not worth my hatred,” she replied, her tone calm yet firm. In her heart, she believed in the principle that what goes around comes around. All she truly needed to do was stop giving him the power to affect her life.

Not far away, in a sleek black luxury car, the window was only partially lowered, allowing a sliver of the night air to enter. Inside, Jayceon sat motionless, his gaze fixed on Arabella as if she were a painting in a museum—beautiful yet painfully out of reach. He gripped the fabric of his shirt, feeling the weight of his own turmoil pressing down on him. His bloodshot eyes brimmed with tears, and though his mouth opened, no words escaped.

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Later that night, in a secluded dining room on the second floor of the Empire Club, the atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension. When Samuel finally found Jayceon, he was already deep into his cups, the alcohol dulling his senses but not his shame.

Samuel approached him, snatching the glass from his unsteady grip. “You heard everything?” he asked, his voice steady but firm.

Jayceon’s brow furrowed, confusion and regret etched across his features. His hands, once holding the glass, now clenched into tight fists at his sides. He cast his gaze downward, feeling the weight of his Adam’s apple as it bobbed with the effort of swallowing his shame. “It was my fault,” he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper, as if admitting it aloud would somehow lessen the burden.

Samuel, ever the voice of reason, leaned in closer, his tone softening. “Jay, Arabella gave you the best years of her life, and you hurt her this badly. If you’re truly sorry, then for once, feel for her. Respect her. Divorce her and give her back her freedom.”

Jayceon grabbed his coat, the fabric slipping through his fingers as he stumbled to his feet. His mind was a chaotic storm, thoughts swirling and crashing into one another, leaving him desperate for a moment of clarity. He glanced back at Samuel, whose expression was a mix of concern and disappointment, before he left the private dining room, his steps unsteady and heavy.

Days turned into a blur as Jayceon avoided returning home. For two long days, he threw himself into work, choosing to sleep in his office rather than face the reality of his situation. Steve, his loyal assistant, grew increasingly worried about his boss’s deteriorating condition. In a moment of desperation, he discreetly shared his concerns with Tabitha, hoping she could reach Jayceon in a way he couldn’t.

Chapter 308

His parents reached out, his sister Kimberly tried to connect, and even mutual friends who shared ties with Arabella attempted to bridge the gap. Yet, Jayceon remained resolute in his silence, using work as a shield against the emotional turmoil that threatened to engulf him.

As the third day approached its end, Steve mustered his courage and said, “Mr. Melendez, your wife is already home from work. Why don’t you go back and try to talk things over with her again?”

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