The morning sun passed through the tall windows of the courthouse, casting long shadows across the polished floor.Ansel stepped through the door, his polished shoes clicking softly as he walked down the aisle toward the front of the courtroom. He had chosen his outfit carefully, a tailored suit, crisp white shirt, and a dark tie that made him look every bit the man he had grown to become.As soon as he entered, heads turned, including those of his father and stepmother, who were seated across the room.His stepmother's brows furrowed when she saw him, her lips pursing in disapproval. Ansel didn’t acknowledge them. Instead, he walked toward the plaintiff’s seat with a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. The kind of smirk that said he had been waiting for this moment. His father, seated a few rows behind the defense table, leaned over to whisper something to his wife. He noticed how his stepmother hissed under her breath, clearly displeased.‘They think I spent my last
Ansel stepped out of the courthouse, the cool breeze of early morning ruffling his hair. The property that rightfully belonged to his mother was finally his again.He could still hear the judge’s voice echoing in his head in a calm but authoritative tone, “The court rules in favor of Ansel Luther, granting him full ownership of the property.”His lawyer had done exactly what Ansel had hired him for. No surprises there. With a lawyer of his caliber, victories like this were highly expected.But the image that stuck with Ansel the most was his stepmother’s face as the verdict was announced. She had fought hard to keep what didn’t belong to her, using every underhanded trick in the book, but now it was over.Another thing that was satisfying, though, was watching his father and stepmother's faces as reality hit them.As Ansel approached the garage, a sly grin tugged at the corner of his lips. He could still see the look of shock and outrage on his father’s face, too. His father's su
"Father-in-law Luther," the older man’s voice cracked. He stood a few feet away with his shoulders slouched, looking smaller than anyone had ever seen him. "I wish... I wish I could bring her back, I really do. But I can’t. I know that now. It's all my fault and i apologize for my past mistakes." His eyes darted from grandfather Luther to Ansel. "Please, just let me prove I’m sorry. I want to be part of this family again. We need to live together as one. I want to be with my children again."The memories came flooding back for him. He remembered the day he had pushed his family out, standing there with his new wife and acting like he had won. He had believed he had everything under control, that with Ansel’s mother’s wealth, he could live a life of luxury. It was only now that he realized how much he had truly lost.If he had been patient enough, he would have gotten to find out that grandfather was a rich man. Even the car behind grandfather cost almost a hundred million dollars.M
Ansel gripped the box like it was a prized possession, a wide grin plastered across his face and he hummed a cheerful tone.He was over the moon knowing that his gorgeous wife, Clara, was finally coming home from her business trip. Ansel had put in a lot of hard work to achieve his goal of saving enough money for a gift that would show her just how much he loved her.Working as a delivery man didn't put food to the table, so he had to take on extra jobs that he could find.And that explained why he was an hour late, the old grumpy man wouldn't attend to him on time, even after working so hard to wash all the dirty plates that were scattered all over the sink and explaining his current situation to him.After all that hard work and hassle, the only thing Ansel had to show for it was a measly ten-dollar bill.With a huge grin on his face, he walked toward his house while taking occasional glances at the box."Home sweet home" Ansel muttered under his breath as he stared at the magnific
The words rang in his ears and he felt his eyes spinning."Pregnant?" He demanded, sniffing back his tears."Oh yes! Dear husband, I'm three weeks gone and Kelvin here has been a good father, more than you ever will. Take a look at the Rolex that he got for me, you could never buy that with your life savings." She sneered derisively, her tone dripping with disgust."Clar_""Don't shout at my woman! She's pregnant you fool!"He was harshly interrupted by Kelvin, prompting him to glare at the arrogant man who had taken his wife away, as he moved closer in a confrontational manner.Ansel's voice remained composed as he questioned Kelvin, "What was that you said?" his breath brushing against Kelvin's face in the tense standoff.He stood several inches above the man whom his wife had stooped so low for.Kelvin held a brave face, though he felt a little intimidated but he tried not to show it.He was about five feet tall with a stout-like figure but Ansel was about six feet tall with a well
Ansel settled into the couch in his modest new apartment, appreciating that while it may not have been the roomiest of spaces, it certainly met the basic requirements. He would rather stay in a hole than live with that prostitute he called a wife. Having only a few bucks left in his pocket, he didn't bother to think of what to eat for dinner, instead he sat in front of the little television and hoped to get sleepy sooner. Ding! His eyes turned to look at his phone, the bright light illuminating from it. The unannounced interruption had Ansel silently questioning, "Who would have the audacity to intrude on my peace at this hour?" His mood was far from accommodating, given the recent challenges he had faced. With a sigh of resignation, Ansel reached for his phone on the stool, reluctantly opening the message that had appeared on his screen, despite his unwillingness to communicate with anyone. His eyes shut open upon seeing who it was, panic washed over him and he immediately ad
The next day, Ansel stood angrily in his wife's office.She had been ignoring him for hours and now he finally got the chance to speak with her after threatening those silly guards that tried to stop him from entering earlier.Slamming his fist on her table angrily, he leaned forward and stared at her with a look filled with disgust."What is the meaning of all the rubbish you spilled yesterday? Do you have any idea how much it can affect me?"Clara already knew the reason why he was here, her gaze fell on the telephone, ready to call in security if need be.But first, she decided that she would put him in his place."Don't forget that you are in my office. I can throw you out into the streets where you belong." She paused and then continued. "Didn't you ask for a divorce? I did you a favor by making it public and you should be thanking me instead."Ansel scoffed at her reply, refusing to believe that this was the woman he had fallen in love with.This couldn't be his woman, she was n
"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 gree