Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418

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Chapter 418

These omnipresent ‘moments’ filled him with a constant sense of powerlessness.

This feeling of being unable to do anything was driving him mad.

Jayceon didn’t know how he got home.

He stood under the shower, forcing himself to wake up with the cold water.

But the more awake he became, the more he suffered.

Around eight in the evening, Samuel came looking for Jayceon.

He placed the thermos in his hand on the coffee table and said to Jayceon, “Arabella made this Millet Porridge herself. I shamelessly said I wanted to bring some for my grandma to try, and Arabella dished it out for me personally,”

Samuel didn’t say much more to Jayceon; he left the Millet Porridge and went on his way.

Jayceon sat on the sofa, wearing a dark bathrobe.

He sat there quietly, staring at the thermos on the coffee table for a long while before reaching out to open the lid.

A familiar aroma wafted towards him.

It had been a long time since he’d eaten anything Arabella made.

How long had it been?

Probably since Georgina returned to the country. Arabella hadn’t cooked for him since.

A twisting pain clenched his heart. With a trembling hand, Jayceon picked up the soup spoon and took a small taste.

It was Shrimp and Corn Congee, with shredded chicken in it.

Memories surged, and Jayceon’s eyes reddened involuntarily.

Arabella really had no talent for cooking.

After they got married, Arabella said his stomach was weak and insisted on learning to cook

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herself.

The first thing she learned to make was this very congee.

That night, when he came home from work, Arabella served him the congee she had made.

He took a bite and said it tasted average, that it was a waste of time, and told her not to make it again.

He only found out later that the bowl of congee she had worked up the courage to have him taste was the result of a month of secret practice, the one she felt was her best attempt.

He had been so unappreciative back then.

Now, the mouthful of her congee he was eating was brought to him through someone else’s lie.

Jayceon suddenly let out a self-deprecating laugh.

As he laughed, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Jayceon lay limply on the sofa.

His stomach ached, his heart ached. He couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep. He just lay there, suffering with full awareness, until dawn.

The next day, near the end of the workday, in the executive CEO’s office of the Melendez’s group.

Jayceon stared blankly at the new moments post Arabella had just published.

She had actually taken time off to attend a parent-teacher conference for Franklin’s son, and to pick up Franklin’s child from school.

Could it be that she… really wanted to be with Franklin?

Did she want to be a stepmother to another man’s child?

Jayceon’s breathing hitched. On impulse, he dialed Arabella’s mobile number.

Arabella was leading Edmundo across the street. She picked up her phone, saw Jayceon’s caller ID, and hung up without a second thought.

“Godmother, I think we’re being followed,”

Hearing Edmundo’s sudden remark, Arabella glanced around but didn’t take it seriously: “Trying

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to scare me again, are you?”

Edmundo suddenly took Arabella’s hand and started running.

The two of them jogged across the street. Edmundo said, “Godmother, you have no sense of caution at all.”

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