Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Jayceon’s voice trembled with unmistakable worry as he spoke.

“Gina, I swear to you, while I’m here, no harm will come to you or your son. Not from anyone.”

Seizing the fragile moment, Georgina clutched his hand tightly, finally allowing the tears she had been holding back to stream down her cheeks.

“Jay,” she sobbed, her voice breaking with pain, “I know it was selfish of me to ask you not to tell your wife, but I was terrified.”

“Six years ago, your grandfather shattered our happiness with just one cruel sentence. Even now, your grandfather and your parents hold the power to ruin me completely.”

“Your wife despises me. If she ever finds out what I’ve endured these past six years, or worse, learns who my son’s father really is, she’ll spread it around. Then your whole family will look down on me even more.”

“If that happens, how will my son and I ever build a life here in Zelmere? How could I face my own family and friends again? If I hadn’t come to you, who else could I have turned to?”

Jayceon’s voice was steady and resolute. “Gina, trust me. I will never reveal the truth about the child. I will take full responsibility.”

Georgina had endured unimaginable suffering for him, carrying a child he didn’t even know about as he went on to marry another woman, oblivious to her pain.

He had let her down.

“Jay,” she continued, her voice trembling, “I know my son and I have caused problems for you and your wife, but I’m so anxious… I’m scared…”

Jayceon rose from his seat and gently rubbed her back in an attempt to calm her. “Don’t let your mind spiral. Just focus on healing. Leave everything else to me.”

Grasping his hand once more, Georgina said, “Jay, this all started because of me. I can’t always hide behind you. I want to go and apologize to your wife and Kim. Zelmere isn’t that big—we’re bound to cross paths eventually. I can’t let them misunderstand me forever.”

Jayceon subtly pulled his hand away. “You’re the one who’s been hurt. They should be the ones apologizing to you.”

***

Arabella had spent the entire morning occupied with work, feeling a rare sense of accomplishment. Time had slipped by quickly.

By noon, her coworkers had left for home to rest, leaving the spacious break room almost deserted except for her solitary presence.

She could have gone home as well, but the thought of the commute was too exhausting, so she remained seated by the window, her lunchbox untouched in front of her.

When Jayceon pushed open the door and entered, she barely glanced at him, her face expressionless.

He took a seat across from her, a table separating them. His eyes flicked to the uneaten lunch before settling on her breathtakingly beautiful face.

She had put on makeup today, enhancing her features and looking stunning.

Yet, he preferred her natural look—so pure and unguarded it made him want to kiss her.

Watching the unusually quiet woman, he recalled her desperate, almost hysterical state from the night before.

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