**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
By J.S. Caldwell
**Chapter 96**
As Arabella prepared to step out, Georgina’s voice cut through the tension, “Jay promised me he would never let you get pregnant with his child, so I thought I’d bring you a box, thinking you might need it.” The words dripped with a mix of sarcasm and veiled concern, a calculated jab meant to unsettle.
Arabella, with a defiant glimmer in her eye, couldn’t resist the urge to provoke. “Oh, he did pin me down on the bed last night,” she replied, her tone teasing, “but he didn’t use this.” She gestured dismissively at the box. “I even tried to convince him to divorce me and make the relationship official for you and your son, but he flat-out refused. Why don’t you put a little more effort into your pillow talk? Maybe then he’ll see the light and finally grant you your freedom.”
A flicker of jealousy sparked in Georgina’s eyes, her composure wavering for just a moment. “Miss Palmer, you really don’t need to goad me like that. Jay not divorcing you is about the bigger picture. We love each other, and we understand each other deeply. My son and I can live our whole lives without an official title if it means keeping him in our lives.”
At that moment, several sleek black luxury cars glided to a halt at the curb, their presence commanding attention.
Arabella’s heart sank as she spotted Jayceon stepping out of one of the vehicles. A frown creased her brow involuntarily; the sight of him stirred a mix of emotions she had been trying to suppress.
Georgina’s demeanor shifted instantly upon seeing Jayceon. She quickly snatched up the small box from the ground, stuffing it into her handbag with a sense of urgency before approaching him, her smile brightening. “Jay, what are you doing here?”
Jayceon’s gaze lingered on Georgina’s cheek, where the faint outline of a handprint marred her skin. His expression hardened as he replied, “I’m here to pick up my wife.”
The window of the car behind him lowered slowly, revealing Tabitha. Georgina’s eyes widened in panic, a look of guilt washing over her features. “Jay, I just ran into your wife while I was here to buy some medicine. I was just saying hello,” she stammered, her voice tinged with urgency as she made a hasty exit.
Jayceon turned his attention back to Arabella, his eyes searching her face for answers. “My parents are here and they want to meet with your parents.”
Arabella’s gaze flicked to Georgina’s quickly disappearing figure. “Aren’t you going to ask who left that handprint on her face?” she challenged, her voice steady but laced with tension.
Jayceon frowned, his brow furrowing. “Arabella, I’m trying to discuss us.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, she shot back, “If this is about the divorce, don’t waste your breath. If you’re ready to agree, we can head to the courthouse right now for the Divorce Certificate. If not, then just brace yourself for the court proceedings.”
His expression darkened, and he lowered his voice, urgency creeping into his tone. “My grandfather is here too. You know how he can be.”

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