Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

"Do you think I'm a sex-crazed monster or what? I'm not even horny right now!" Vernon tried to defend himself as he felt he had been falsely accused of being a pervert who only cared about sex.

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Chloe said nothing, but she looked down at Vernon's crotch, silently pointing at the half-erect cock that would definitely spring up and get fully erect after one gentle touch.

Vernon's cheeks turned red instantly. He covered his crotch with a pillow and yelled, "T—That is a regular reaction! I'm a man! And all men get hard on randomest things!"

"Really?"

"Really!" Vernon insisted.

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Both Vernon and Chloe knew that was not the case. But they also had a tacit understanding not to push this topic further, or Vernon might not be able to control himself.

"W—Well, I want someone to cuddle while I'm sick. Is that too much to ask?" Vernon put up a pitiful expression that Chloe could not refuse- once again.

She sighed, "It's not too much. Come here, let me hug you."

Chloe opened her arm, and Vernon willingly buried his face in Chloe's boobs and hugged her waist. They huddled together so close that there was no gap between them.

They had been living together for a while, but this should be the first time they were cuddling— when Vernon wasn't piss drunk, of course.

Vernon knew that Chloe wouldn't trust that he wouldn't do anything if he didn't prove it, so he kept the pillow right between their hips, ensuring their vital area didn't rub against each other.

This proved a bad move because Vernon— no, his little Vernon was grieving right now.

'Ugh, whose smart idea to use the pillow down there? Now I can't even rub around her thighs!' Vernon blamed himself.

But then he realized how perverted he sounded, even though it was something that casually popped into his mind.

'Oh no, I can't even spend a minute without thinking about having sex. Is it true? Am I the sex-crazed perverted monster?' Vernon asked himself.

He knew that he liked having sex as he got a really high sex drive, and many sexual thoughts popped into his mind at random, and he found it to be a natural thing to do.

But when he was forced NOT to do it while his face was rubbing against Chloe's boobs… now that was a true challenge.

Vernon was restless, and Chloe also realized it because his breath was quick. His stubbles were rubbing against her tits, making her uncomfortable and itchy.

"Vernon, why don't you sleep?" Chloe asked.

Vernon shook his head. With his face still buried in Chloe's boobs, he replied in a muffled voice, "I'm not sleepy."

"Well, sleepy or not, you need to close your eyes at least," Chloe suggested.

"You can tell?"

"Of course! Now close your eyes! I will pat you to sleep," Chloe instructed.

Vernon didn't know what patting to sleep meant, but before he asked, Big sis Chloe suddenly patted his back gently and continued to do so.

Vernon paused for a while. He was embarrassed at first.

He thought this was very childish because patting one's back to make one fall asleep was a way to make a child fall asleep.

"Big sis, I don't want—"

"Sshh, go to sleep."

Gradually, Vernon felt drowsy when he kept being patted on his back. He closed his eyes and indulged in such warmth and a comfortable feeling that he hadn't experienced for so long.

He had forgotten the last time he was hugged by his Big sis Chloe in such a tight and warm embrace, and it was that nostalgic feeling he missed every night.

'I must endure cold nights for a decade and counting, Big sis. Hoping that one day you would embrace me again, just like this,' Vernon said in his heart. 'Is it the sign that I've been dependent on you? Just like what Shailene said, my attraction to you is solely based on dependence and manipulation when I was a child….'

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'I really don't understand what's on your mind, Chloe. I doubt everything about you, even now….'

'I doubt that you would be willing to come to my side if I'm not rich and powerful, like my Big brother.'

'I doubt that you see me as a worthy man right now. Maybe you're secretly mocking me because I'm not as good as Vincent, just like what you said back then when I was only fourteen.'

'I doubt that your intention too. I don't understand why you are so cruel to me. Why did you say that I'm just a bum without a future in front of my late father?' Vernon recalled his nightmare again. The memory was so strong that it was basically imprinted in his mind.

'Why humiliate me? Am I that low in your eyes?'

Vernon felt the heartache again. The same heartache that almost drove him crazy while he was at his lowest when his Big brother forced him to leave the Gray mansion only a few days after he got married to Chloe, and he said it was based on Chloe's request.

Vernon despised both of them because they could be happy while ditching Vernon the picture.

As if he never existed in the first place. Thus he vowed to drag them down to hell.

Yet, when Chloe came to him, everything he had meticulously set up for years to destroy her life gradually crumbled and Vernon's true feeling was exposed once more.

'Ah, I have so many doubts. But at least I am one-hundred-percent certain about one thing…' Vernon buried his face deeper and stated;

'I am certain that I'm in love with you. I don't care whether you might have manipulated me when I was a kid. I don't care if you're actually an evil bitch like what my Big brother, my mother, or even Shailene portrayed.'

'I have loved you for fifteen years and more, and will continue to do so, Chloe Gray.'