Divorced

"Look who decided to turn up, oh Ansel, be careful not to trip while signing the divorce papers, we don't want you ruining everything."

Ansel heard Clara speak, she stood at the entrance of the door, licking a lollipop, the sight of it irritating him.

He decided to refrain from speaking and instead walked towards where the divorce procedures would take place.

Wasting his time on the two scoundrels who had no shame left in them would be a disgrace.

He strode towards the seat and sat down, adjusting his hair.

Clara also did the same, scoffing as she passed by while her annoying heels clicked loudly on the floor.

"Are both parties agreeing to this?" The judge asked and they both shook their heads.

"Alright then" He continued speaking, adjusting the rim of his glass. " Does anyone have any opinion about how the property should be shared?"

"Shared?" Clara scoffed loudly, "He doesn't have any property to offer. What can a scumbag like him bring to the table?"

Ansel smiled inwardly, her greediness was over the top and perhaps he should be glad to know that she didn't take the little she thought he had.

He pulled out a prenuptial agreement that they had signed a year ago when they got married.

Maybe it was a good thing that he had brought up the idea at that time.

"Clara, you need to sign here too. This is our prenuptial agreement, go on, sign it!"

Clara didn't feel the need to sign the agreement papers, after all he had nothing to offer and it was obvious that the future didn't hold much for him.

Still she decided to sign the agreement to give him a piece of mind. The little peanuts that he made couldn't even buy her an expensive dinner in a five star hotel.

He was as broke as a church rat and signing the agreement papers would be doing him a good favor.

Her hands shook a little as she held the pen to sign it, feeling a little reluctant all of a sudden. Something in her heart told her to not sign it but she pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind and signed it as fast as she could.

They both signed the necessary papers they could and finally, the judge looked at them with a satisfied smirk.

"Congratulations, you are divorced."

Ansel sat still with a straight face, this was it, they were finally divorced and free.

"At least I can leave with the love of my life forever. I wouldn't get to waste time with a loser anymore." Clara said with joy, Kelvin had been sitting by her side all along and she gave him a soft kiss on his forehead.

Seeing the way she acted, Ansel knew he had loved the wrong woman. She was just a money hungry gold digger and nothing less.

Ansel stood up to leave, he heard their footsteps behind him but that didn't seem to bother him.

He had a surprise for them and he couldn't wait to see the expressions on her faces.

"I have a gift for my ex-wife" Ansel said calmly and they both stopped while leaning their backs on the car.

"Look who's already starting to regret it. You made a wrong decision Ansel. I hope you don't think I will accept you back or do you?"

When she heard him mention the word 'gift', she knew he had come back to beg her. He was probably regretting signing the divorce papers.

Clara shook her head in pity as she saw Ansel go quiet, she let out a soft chuckle and pointed at his dirty slippers.

"Take a look at yourself Ansel. Didn't I tell you that you will crawl back to beg me? It's only been a few minutes and you are finding it hard to survive on the streets. Kiss both our feet and maybe we can help you change your life for the better."  Clara said with enough sarcasm, she chewed her gum loudly which seemed to irritate Ansel.

"You must be delusional. Oh! did you watch the trending video online? What were they saying about you huh..." He paused and pretended to think. "Oh I would let you watch the videos yourself, you are not worth my time. Bye losers!"

Ansel whistled as he left, their face turning white as they thought that Ansel must be trying to make things up.

Unbeknownst to them, Ansel had ordered his personal assistant to release the video the moment he walked out of the courtroom.

It was on every social media platform, PikTok, wechats, Pobom, Youtalk, wetalk, Instagraaam, happytube.

They were currently the topic of the town and the media was blowing up due to the viral video.

Though Clara didn't want to believe that he was saying the truth, she hurriedly grabbed her phone from her purse.

Over a thousand notifications appeared on her screen and they all had the same time intervals.

[Headlines: Clara Song fucking an ugly old dude in the parking lot]

Her heart skipped a beat and she opened the comments section, her fingers shaking nervously.

"What an evil witch! She deserves to be locked in prison!"

"She is an adulterer"

"I had a feeling that she wasn't telling the truth!"

"Someone send me her house address so I can go kill her myself"

The comments were brutal and she passed the phone to Kelvin.

Kelvin had a look of shock on his face, he was just about to scroll down to read more comments when he felt her drag the phone from his hands and view.

She brought the phone to her ear. When Ansel picked the call, she began raining curses on him.

"And what if our video is all over the media? Do you think we care? At least I'd rather be with him than spend the rest of my life with you. If your mother had taught you well at a young age then maybe you wouldn't be in this condition. You are_"

Beep!

Ansel hung up before she could say another word, she smashed her phone on the floor angrily.