Mr Melendez,Your Wife Wants Divorce Long ago novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Samuel shot Jayceon a look brimming with frustrated disappointment before turning away to find Kimberly and Arabella.

By the time he reached them, Kimberly had finally coaxed Arabella downstairs.

Arabella forced a faint, fragile smile when she saw Samuel, but it barely masked the pain in her eyes.

Samuel gently ruffled her hair, his voice soft with sympathy. “You don’t have to smile. It almost looks like you’re about to cry.”

And then the tears she had been holding back spilled over uncontrollably.

Arabella and Kimberly had been friends since they were children, and Arabella had a longstanding engagement arrangement with Jayceon from those early years.

Samuel and Jayceon had grown up as best friends, inseparable since childhood.

In a way, the four of them had shared a childhood together.

Samuel always saw Arabella and Kimberly as younger sisters he needed to protect, a role he took seriously. Arabella valued that protective presence deeply.

He had witnessed firsthand how she had fought to be by Jayceon’s side.

Now, the three of them sat close on the sofa, Arabella nestled between Samuel and Kimberly.

Samuel had come with the intention to give Arabella some advice, but the sight of her worn, exhausted face made him feel sorry and deeply concerned. “Arabella, listen to me… If you can’t handle this anymore, then get a divorce.”

Kimberly leaned back slightly, shooting Samuel a warning glance.

She too believed Jayceon didn’t deserve Arabella and secretly hoped Arabella could break free from this painful relationship.

But he was her brother, after all.

Selfishly, Kimberly didn’t want to see them divorced.

Still, keeping all that pain bottled up inside was clearly unhealthy for Arabella.

“Arabella, whatever you decide, I’m here for you. Even if you divorce Jay, my grandpa and my parents would never accept that woman and her child into our family.”

Arabella looked gratefully at Kimberly, then curled her legs up, wrapping her arms tightly around her knees.

She couldn’t shake Jayceon’s words—they haunted her relentlessly.

After a long pause, Arabella spoke quietly, “Sam, could you lend me 150 million dollars? I’ll get divorced, and then I’ll work to pay you back in installments.”

Samuel’s eyes widened in shock. “Why do you need 150 million dollars?”

Kimberly was equally stunned. “Arabella, did Jayceon…”

Arabella buried her face in her arms, her voice muffled. “When my family went bankrupt and owed huge debts, he helped pay off the external ones. All these years, he’s been supporting my parents and my brother. I owe him.”

Kimberly’s surprise deepened. She had assumed Jayceon had settled the accounts with Arabella and was demanding repayment.

Arabella shook her head, her appetite gone. “Kim, you and Sam go ahead. I’m not hungry.”

Since Arabella wasn’t going, Kimberly refused to go as well. “I’m not hungry either.”

Samuel proposed, “How about we just go out for some fresh air? Staying inside won’t help either of you feel better.”

Arabella considered it for a moment, then nodded.

She needed to get out, to clear her mind and shake off the chaos inside her head.

After a quick wash, she changed into fresh clothes, slipped on a pair of flats, and stepped out with Kimberly and Samuel.

That afternoon, Samuel took them to a bustling shopping mall downtown.

“Pick anything you want. It’s on me,” he offered kindly.

Arabella managed a small, grateful smile.

The three of them rode the glass elevator up to the second floor. Samuel went off to buy water for the girls.

Kimberly tugged Arabella toward the women’s products aisle. “Wait here a second, Arabella. I need to grab some pads.”

Arabella nodded quietly.

As Kimberly browsed the shelves stocked with sanitary products, Arabella wandered over to a nearby row of shelves—and suddenly caught sight of Jayceon.