Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 367

**Her Spark Ignites Tonight**
**By J.S. Caldwell**
**Chapter 367**

In the realm of pragmatic choices, if Jayceon was merely seeking a partner for a marriage of convenience—one that hinged solely on mutual benefits devoid of any emotional entanglement—then Amanda was undoubtedly his ideal candidate. Yet, there was a complication. Her son, Jayceon, was now entrenched in regret and stubbornness, his heart irrevocably tied to Arabella.

It was becoming increasingly evident that this alliance of marriage was unlikely to flourish.

As Amanda settled into the car, a wave of resignation washed over her. She glanced at Jayceon, who had leaned his head back against the headrest, his eyes fluttering shut as if he could escape the weight of the moment.

His indifference was palpable, a wall she could not breach. Amanda wore a gentle smile, masking her disappointment. “Mr. Melendez,” she began, her voice steady yet warm, “there’s no need to worry. If an engagement isn’t what you desire, I won’t impose it upon you.”

Slowly, Jayceon opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the veil of casualness, assessing her with a mix of curiosity and skepticism.

“Mr. Melendez,” she pressed, her tone shifting slightly, “could you provide me with a clear answer? Are you planning to reconcile with your ex-wife?”

Jayceon’s response was swift and assertive. “It’s not just a plan. I am definitely getting back with her!”

Amanda maintained her composure, her expression unwavering. “It’s not often I see such passion from you, Mr. Melendez. I understand your commitment,” she replied, her voice taking on a more serious tone. “However, just as you, Mr. Melendez, we have responsibilities toward our families. In our lives, the interests of our families must take precedence. If you believe you can navigate the delicate balance between familial obligations and personal feelings, then by all means, pursue it.”

“I don’t need to ‘try!’ I will give it my all,” Jayceon declared, his voice filled with determination.

Amanda took a moment to absorb his fervor before responding briskly, “Since you have no intention of getting engaged, Mr. Melendez, let’s keep our interactions strictly professional from here on out.”

Jayceon nodded, a hint of relief washing over his features. “Thank you.”

The tension that had enveloped them began to dissipate. Amanda’s voice softened, tinged with a hint of resignation. “As they say, ‘An unhappy home makes for an unhappy life.’ You can take your time mending things with your ex-wife, Mr. Melendez, but severing ties with your closest family is not a wise choice.”

A flicker of discomfort crossed Jayceon’s face as he recalled the chaotic scene his grandfather and father had created at the Palmer family residence. The warmth in the car turned icy as his thoughts darkened.

Noticing the shift in his demeanor, Amanda wisely chose silence, allowing the weight of the moment to settle in as they drove toward the hospital.

Upon their arrival, they waited together for the elevator. The atmosphere was thick with unspoken words. When the doors finally opened, Amanda was in the midst of assisting Jayceon into the lift when, quite unexpectedly, Arabella and her assistant, Sophie, emerged.

The instant Jayceon’s eyes locked with Arabella’s, an instinctive reaction took over—he pushed Amanda aside, a reflex borne of a deep-seated connection.

Stepping out of Jayceon’s room, Amanda made her way to the outpatient building to collect medication for her grandmother.

As fate would have it, she encountered Arabella and Sophie once again in the outpatient clinic.

Sophie, noticing Amanda approach, quickly turned to retreat back into the consultation room, leaving Arabella alone to face Amanda.

Stopping just a step away from Arabella, Amanda felt the tension in the air. “I was merely dropping Mr. Melendez off at the hospital on my way. Dr. Palmer, please don’t misunderstand my intentions,” she explained earnestly.

Arabella’s lips curled into a slight smile, amusement dancing in her eyes. “Ms. Collins, Mr. Melendez and I are already divorced. You don’t need to clarify anything to me.”

Amanda’s gaze remained sincere as she pressed on, “But Mr. Melendez is experiencing a significant rift with his family over you, Dr. Palmer. It’s clear he still holds deep feelings for you.”

Arabella’s expression hardened, her voice icy. “That’s his issue. It has nothing to do with me.”

Amanda softened her tone, sensing the tension. “Don’t worry, Dr. Palmer. I’m not Georgina. I won’t be crying and causing a scene over a man.”