Chapter 9 Ansel's Younger Brother

Not long after I posted the evidence on Instagram, Clarence called. "Janelle, what the hell is your deal? Did you think this would make me regret divorcing you?" he snapped. For a second, I was thrown. Was that what he got from my post? I couldn't help it and burst out laughing. But that only made him angrier. "What are you laughing at? Don't think too highly of yourself. I only have eyes for Ivana." "And?" "You can stop with these desperate stunts to win me back!" he barked. "Just like you said, I only ever liked you because you were useful." "Well, thanks for the compliment. Goodbye." That was the moment I realized talking to Clarence was beneath me. After that incident, he and Ivana didn't even bother being discreet. … On the day we collected the divorce decree, Ivana showed up too. It was as if she wanted to prove their love was the real deal. The papers had barely touched our hands before the two of them marched straight to City Hall to register their marriage. And