Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 343

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 343**

Arabella stood still for a brief moment, her heart racing, but she made no move to stop him.

With a measured grace, she reached for the delicate necklace that lay forgotten on the bathroom counter. The soft glint of the pendant caught the light, illuminating the space around them. “Since this necklace holds such significance for you, I think it’s best if you take it back,” she said, her voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of emotion.

Jayceon took a moment to examine the necklace, his fingers brushing over its smooth surface. Then, with purposeful strides, he approached Arabella, his presence commanding yet strangely vulnerable.

He gazed down at her, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her breath hitch. Without uttering a single word, he stubbornly attempted to place the necklace back around her neck.

Arabella recoiled, pushing him away with a force that surprised even herself. “Jayceon, you still haven’t learned to respect me,” she snapped, her voice rising with frustration.

His expression hardened, lips pressed into a thin line as he searched her eyes for signs of compliance.

Without a word, he tried again to fasten the necklace around her neck, but Arabella’s resolve was unyielding. In a sudden, impulsive move, Jayceon leaned forward, capturing her lips in a kiss that sent shockwaves through her.

The unexpected kiss jolted Arabella into action, and she shoved him away with all her strength.

They stumbled apart, the sink acting as a barrier between them. Jayceon released her, but his chest heaved with exertion, and his breath came in ragged gasps. The corners of his eyes glistened with a hint of frustration, and he leveled a fierce gaze at her. “Arabella, I’m giving you two choices. Either you promise me you’ll wear this necklace forever, or I’m taking you home right now.”

Arabella felt the weight of his words. She understood his tactics all too well; confrontation was not her preferred method of dealing with him. “Jayceon, we’re divorced. You have no right to treat me like this!” she retorted, trying to maintain her composure.

He dismissed her protest with a wave of his hand. “In your eyes, I’m not a good person anyway. If I want to, I have a hundred ways to take you home right now!”

Their eyes locked in a fierce standoff, and Arabella fell into silence, her mind racing.

Seeing her resistance falter, Jayceon’s expression softened, and he stepped closer once more. With a gentleness that belied his earlier intensity, he carefully draped the necklace around her neck, tucking her long hair behind her ear with tender precision.

“Arabella,” he said, gripping her chin to ensure she met his gaze, “promise me you’ll always wear this necklace and never take it off!”

When she remained silent, a wave of desperation washed over him, and he pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as if she might slip away.

But just then, a loud crack echoed through the room as Roderick swung the feather duster, striking Jayceon with surprising force.

Jayceon’s eyes widened in shock as he pulled back, meeting Arabella’s calm yet amused gaze. It dawned on him that her father had entered the fray, wielding the feather duster like a weapon of defense.

“Hey, Dad! Mom!” he called out, attempting to defuse the tension as he turned to face Roderick and Kayla.

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