Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Chloe chucked as she sent the text. She had just realized that her cute little Vernon was now a big man and would be able to talk about adult stuff, just like what he said back then.

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'Big sis! When I'm an adult, you must talk about adult stuff with me! I don't want to miss it!'

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"Well, now we're talking about adult stuff," Chloe smiled as she put her phone beside her pillow. She lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze as flashes of nostalgia came to her mind.

She kept thinking about little Vernon, the young master so stubborn and wilful.

He was always well-known to be a kid who liked to destroy things, no matter how expensive it was. But since he was spoiled rotten by his family, he didn't understand-- nor try to understand that he couldn't destroy everything just because he liked it.

So Chloe had to reprimand him many times.

Chloe smiled when she fondly remembered her times with cute little Vernon, and that memory was actually a core memory of Vernon.

So, no matter how much of an asshole Vernon could be, Chloe couldn't hate him. She would compromise or maybe scold him a little, but that was it.

"Ah, to think about it... I don't think I'm that scared of Vernon..." Chloe murmured. "He is not a bad man, he's certainly ruthless. But between him and Vincent, it's like picking the lesser evil, and that would be Vernon...."

Chloe fully knew why she avoided Vernon was because she got uncomfortable looking at his face.

After what happened last night when Vernon accidentally triggered her trauma, Chloe couldn't see Vernon without thinking about Vincent.

His appearance was so similar to Vincent's. His face, voice, and gesture, even how he smiled or smirked.

"He's also bigger... he's basically the more intimidating version of Vincent...."

Chloe knew that it was Vernon, not Vincent.

But whenever Vernon raised his voice and glared at him, her body instantly turned weak, and she would tremble from head to toe.

Her survival instinct told her to get the fuck out, and she tried to minimize encounters with Vernon to avoid confrontation since Vernon had a bad temper.

"Ah, I don't know... I just hope that he doesn't pry on my problem...." Chloe thought as she wanted to push Vernon away. Just like how she pushed everyone away. "I don't want Vincent to target him-- or anyone. Only I know the extent that Vincent would do just to prove his point that he was better than everyone."

"The more Vernon knows about me, the more he will get involved, and Vincent will surely destroy him..."

Chloe closed her eyes and curled her body into a ball as she hugged her own legs to feel safer;

"Vincent-- he told me that he will hurt anyone who's close to me, and I don't want that to happen."

"So let me bear this pain alone..."

**

Vernon had just finished taking a bath and came out of the bathroom with only a bath towel covering his lower body.

He dried his hair when he heard the sound of a notification on his phone.

His body tensed immediately because he knew who had just texted him back.

He was a little nervous about her response, but he sent the text before as a sign of sarcasm since Chloe dared to seduce him despite knowing well that Vernon couldn't touch her.

He put on the hairdryer and picked up his phone to open the text sent by Chloe just now;

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From: Chloe

No problem, just tell me if you need more, okay?

I'll give it to you, as much as you like.

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Vernon paused for a moment as he reread the last sentence at least ten times before he clenched his phone and threw it on the bed;

"THIS IS BULLSHIT!"

Vernon was venting his frustration by ruffling his freshly dried hair. He walked back and forth around his room while complaining, "How could she say that to me? I've been taking a cold bath just now so I can calm down, and now--"

Vernon took off his bath towel, and his fully erect cock sprung up again. He yelled right in front of the phone on the bed;

"--Look what you've done to me! I'm rock hard again!"

"God-fucking-damn-it! Do you know how hard it is for me to take an ice cold shower in the middle of the night?!"

Vernon kept yelling at the phone frustratedly. In his imagination, Chloe giggled as she kept teasing him like this.

"Is this some kind of revenge after what I did before? Because I've been harsh on her, that's why she used her strongest weapon to taunt and torment me?!"

"Fuck, why am I dancing in her palms right now?!"

Vernon was convinced that Chloe did this out of spite, but he also had a resolution in his heart, "Just wait until you've finally opened up to me about your trauma, I will fatten you up and then eat you every fucking day! FUCK THIS! ARGH!"

Vernon kicked the bedpost and threw his body at the bed. He was still naked, with his dick standing high like a flag pole.

He didn't really want to do the second round of masturbation because he actually felt pathetic to do so. But he knew he couldn't fall asleep with his cock fully erect. He needed to release his tension first, then close his eyes for a good night's sleep.

"Vernon Phoenix Gray, who's never lacking in any woman wanting to jump on my bed. Now you're pathetically jacking off twice in one night alone, because she keeps teasing you while you can't touch her," Vernon announced, then chuckled at the ridiculousness of this new fact. "Ah, what a fucking joke."

Vernon stared at his cock that twitched, ready for the second round, and he scoffed as he grabbed the veiny shaft;

"It can't be helped."

Shlick. Shlick. Shlick. Shlick.