Mr Melendez Your Wife Wants Divorce Long Ago novel Chapter 65

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

**Chapter 65**

Emmett, his brow furrowed and voice tinged with a petulant edge, abruptly abandoned the game. “Sis,” he began, his tone heavy with discontent, “are you really going abroad because of my brother-in-law?”

The way he spoke Jayceon’s name still felt like a habit he couldn’t shake off, a remnant of the past that clung to him like a shadow. Much like Arabella, who found it impossible to completely erase Jayceon from her own heart, no matter how hard she tried.

With a gentle shake of her head, Arabella responded, her voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of truth. “Emmett, I’m going abroad for myself, for our Palmer family. This decision has nothing to do with Jayceon.”

Her words rang with conviction, yet deep down, she knew that part of her motivation for venturing so far away was indeed tied to Jayceon. The thought of seeing him again was unbearable; the mere idea of hearing his name, or worse, hearing about Georgina and their son, sent a shiver down her spine.

The next day, after ensuring her family was settled, Arabella met with Tabitha Clemons and Kim at noon. She was preparing to leave for an extended period, not to return until at least the end of the year.

From her earliest memories, Tabitha had treated Arabella as if she were her own daughter, and the affection was reciprocated. Kim, too, had always been like a sister to her, and it felt only right to treat them to a meal before her departure.

As they sat down, Tabitha held her knife and fork with grace, but her eyes were fixated on Arabella, a hint of concern flickering within them. “Arabella,” she inquired earnestly, “tell Mom, did Jay bully you again?”

Arabella’s gaze dropped to the table, her heart heavy with unspoken truths. After a moment of contemplation, she replied in a calm yet firm voice, “Mom, Jay is on a business trip. He didn’t bully me.”

Across the table, Kim pushed her food around, her appetite waning as she glanced at the gift Arabella had brought. A sense of unease settled over her, and she hesitantly asked, her voice barely above a whisper, “Arabella, are you planning to divorce my brother?”

Once she parted ways with Tabitha and Kim, Arabella returned to the marital home she had once shared with Jayceon. The atmosphere was thick with memories as she hired a moving company, spending the entire afternoon stripping the house of its contents. The items they removed filled more than half the garden, a testament to the life they had built together. Yet, Arabella refrained from having this ‘trash’ taken away; it felt too significant to simply discard.

As dusk fell, Georgina arrived at the house with her son, Leandro. Her eyes scanned the empty, stripped rooms, and she regarded Arabella with a cautious demeanor. “Mrs. Melendez,” she asked, her tone laced with suspicion, “why did you call my son and me here?”

With a heavy heart, Arabella continued, “He told me himself that you were the one he wanted to marry, that he hasn’t been happy since you left him. He said marrying me was merely a last resort, settling for second best.”

Georgina clutched her heart, which raced with a mix of hope and guilt. She had known it all along—Jayceon still had feelings for her.

Arabella’s gaze drifted to the child playing in the distance, a bittersweet smile touching her lips. “I’ve come to terms with it. You and Jayceon are clearly in love, and you have a child together. I should have allowed you two to be together long ago.”

Overcome with gratitude, Georgina seized Arabella’s hand, her eyes shining with appreciation. “Ms. Palmer, thank you for letting us be together!”

But Arabella, her expression unreadable, gently withdrew her hand. “This house was once Jayceon’s and mine. The master bedroom’s walk-in closet and study hold many of his valuables. I haven’t touched those, but I’ve removed everything else that could be demolished.”

She paused, her voice steady as she added, “I’ve arranged for a renovation company to come. You can decorate it in whatever style you desire. Consider it my wedding gift to you both.”