Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46

In one hand, he clutched a pack of sanitary pads, while the other held his phone pressed to his ear. Arabella could hear every word clearly.

“Gina, which brand do you usually prefer? Should I just grab a little bit of everything?” His voice was soft, patient, and full of care.

Despite the sharp lines of his tailored business suit, there was no mistaking the warmth and genuine husbandly concern radiating from him.

Arabella had been married to Jayceon for three years. The only time she had ever asked him to buy pads for her, he had insisted she order them online in bulk to avoid any hassle. Eventually, his female assistant would pick them up and have them delivered directly to Arabella.

But today was different. After a fierce argument, Jayceon had stormed out, leaving Arabella alone at home. He called Kimberly to keep her company, while he rushed out himself to buy sanitary pads for Georgina personally.

Arabella’s vision blurred; darkness crept at the edges, and she nearly collapsed.

“Arabella!” Kimberly’s voice was urgent as she arrived just in time to catch her.

Startled by the noise, Jayceon turned around and unexpectedly locked eyes with Arabella’s desperate, pleading gaze.

He dropped the items he was holding and hurried over.

“Jay, what are you doing?” Kimberly snapped sharply.

Jayceon shot Kimberly a warning look but moved carefully toward Arabella. “Why did you come out?” he asked gently.

Before his fingers could even brush her clothes, Arabella screamed, “Don’t touch me!” and flinched away.

Seeing her panic, Jayceon held back, unwilling to push her further.

Arabella wrapped her arms tightly around herself, her body trembling as she tried to back away, eyes wide with fear.

Looking at him, she felt suffocated, as if the air itself was being squeezed from her lungs.

She had to get away. Now.

With a sudden burst of energy, Arabella shoved Jayceon aside, spun around, and bolted toward the glass elevator.

Jayceon’s worry deepened as he watched her flee, and he quickly gave chase.

“Arabella!” he called after her.

He caught up to her at the elevator entrance. “Where are you going? I’ll take you,” he said softly.

But Arabella’s emotions were spiraling out of control. She ignored the curious stares from bystanders, struggling and twisting to break free.

“Help!” she cried out.

That desperate plea stabbed at Jayceon’s chest like a knife.

Just then, Kimberly, balancing on her high heels, caught up and stepped between them. “Jay, let go! Arabella doesn’t want you near her.”

Samuel arrived, holding a bottle of water. “Jay, weren’t you—” He glanced behind Jayceon at the feminine hygiene products, then set down the water and scratched his head nervously.

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