Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 86

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

**Chapter 86**

As they dined together, the lighthearted banter gradually gave way to a weighty silence that settled over them like a thick fog.

Arabella could sense the turmoil bubbling beneath Kimberly’s composed exterior. She knew her friend all too well; Kimberly had never been one to keep secrets for long.

With a furrowed brow, Arabella leaned in, her voice steady yet probing, “You traveled all this way just to see me. There’s something on your mind, isn’t there? You can tell me.”

Kimberly’s composure finally cracked. “Arabella, you won’t believe what I just found out. My mom managed to take the house back from that woman, Georgina, but it’s worse than we thought—she actually tried to end her own life. Now my brother is back at the hospital, looking after her.”

Arabella’s heart sank as she subtly placed her fork down, her gaze dropping to the table to conceal the turmoil within her. The mere mention of Jayceon and Georgina still churned a storm of emotions inside her, but at least she had learned to navigate through the chaos with a semblance of calm.

She met Kimberly’s concerned eyes and said firmly, “From this moment on, let’s agree that you don’t need to share anything more about those two. It’s better for both of us.”

Once their meal was finished, Arabella felt a twinge of urgency. “You should head home now. Thanksgiving is just over a month away. We can catch up properly when I return.”

In the weeks that followed, Arabella immersed herself in her work and studies, delegating the divorce proceedings entirely to her lawyer. She needed to keep her mind occupied, to stave off the emotional turmoil that threatened to resurface at any moment.

The day before Thanksgiving arrived, and after a heartfelt conversation with her parents over the phone, she booked a flight back home, her heart fluttering with a mix of anticipation and dread.

That evening, as the sun began to set, Arabella found herself back in Zelmere.

Meanwhile, Jayceon drove alone, his thoughts a tangled mess as he approached the entrance of the neighborhood where Arabella’s parents resided.

He pulled into a temporary parking spot along the road, unbuckled his seatbelt, and stared at the divorce papers from Arabella’s lawyer that lay on the passenger seat, their starkness a painful reminder of the distance that had grown between them.

It had been weeks since he’d gone to Brazoria to bring Arabella home, only to watch her reject him and discard her wedding ring. Their communication had dwindled to almost nothing since that night.

The last message he had sent her lingered in his WhatsApp chat, a ghost of their former connection. He had assumed they were both just taking time to cool off, never anticipating that she would take such drastic steps as hiring a lawyer.

As he gazed out the car window, a taxi pulled up in front of him, and his breath caught in his throat. Arabella stepped out, dressed in a stunning beige A-line dress that cinched at the waist, her three-quarter sleeves fluttering gently in the evening breeze. Her long, silky hair danced around her shoulders, and for a moment, Jayceon was captivated, unable to tear his eyes away from her beauty.

He felt as if he were frozen in time, staring at the woman he hadn’t seen in what felt like a lifetime. The sight of her made his heart race, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed hard.

He glanced down at the divorce papers that felt like a weight in the passenger seat, then, after a moment of hesitation, he opened the door and stepped out into the cool evening air.

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