Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

'What makes him like this, though?' Chloe asked herself while waiting for Vernon to fall asleep.

'He suddenly returned home in the middle of the night. I though he would spend his night fucking his new girlfriend,' Chloe wondered. 'Maybe they had a fight? I mean, it's possible. Since Vernon is such a hot-head. Maybe that woman is saying something that triggered Vernon.'

Chloe wondered what kind of woman could maintain a relationship with Vernon.

He had an obvious anger issue that would make him explode at the smallest thing possible.

He was also spoiled and very impatient.

'Vernon is basically a grown-up brat. I wonder who can handle him,' Chloe continued wondering. 'W--Well, there is me. I'm pretty sure I can take care of him. But that's because I knew him since he was a kid.'

Chloe really wanted Vernon to have his own happy life with a perfect family of his own. He grew up in a messed-up family but still had a chance to grow up to be a good person, and Chloe really wanted that to happen.

Chloe continued patting Vernon's back for at least thirty minutes until she felt his breath getting slower and calmer. She stopped once she realized that Vernon seemed to have fallen asleep on her bosom.

She checked by calling his name gently, "Vernon? Are you asleep?"

...

"Good, he's asleep now," Chloe murmured in relief.

She moved her hand towards Vernon's hair and then patted the back of his head to make him comfortable.

'Ah, when's the last time I did this to someone?' Chloe wondered as she started reminiscing. But she only remembered doing this stuff when Mackie was a toddler.

Mackie had difficulty sleeping when she was a kid, and the only way for Chloe to make her drowsy was to pat her back for at least twenty minutes.

'Oh, I remember I did this to Vernon when he was seven to eight years old too,' Chloe reminisced. 'Vernon and Mackie are so similar in many ways. Was it because I kept thinking about little Vernon when I was pregnant with Mackie?'

When Chloe was eight months pregnant, Vincent started leaving her alone in the mansion while he was having fun outside like a stallion without a mare.

He fucked everyone outside and didn't even hesitate to admit that he was cheating in front of Chloe.

Thus, amidst her depression, she tried to salvage any happy moment she had before she married Vincent.

And the only person who gave her happiness was the cute little Vernon.

He was smart and brave, amidst very naughty and a handful to deal with. But he never had any ill intention towards Chloe. After all, in Chloe's eyes, Vernon was just an ignorant little boy she had raised wholeheartedly.

'I started thinking it would be nice to have a child like Vernon. So I kept thinking about him....' Chloe thought. 'Maybe that's why Mackie has so many similarities with her uncle.'

Thus, she always saw Vernon as the cute wilful young master. He would create chaos just to get everyone's attention and treat him according to that.

Chloe treated Vernon like a child-- or a teenager, at least.

"That's also my own way to stop this forbidden feeling, Vernon," Chloe murmured sadly. "I don't want to be a greedy old woman who's trying to seduce a younger man, especially the one I raised."

"Even though my heart is saying otherwise...." Chloe said.

She kept deluding herself into always seeing Vernon as a cute little boy she had to care for, not a grown man she might fall in love with.

"I know my place, Vernon. I'm just a stand-in to fulfill your needs and wild fantasy. You will ditch me after you've settled down," Chloe said. "So, please settle down with someone sooner, okay? I don't want to be a thorn in your woman's eyes."

Chloe gently kissed Vernon's head and closed her eyes peacefully, falling asleep while embracing the man she raised and the man that might make her fall in love for the second time.

**

[The next morning.]

"Mmhh..." Chloe grunted as she gradually regained consciousness. She woke up feeling a little stuffy despite the air conditioner blowing cold air. Vernon kept hugging her so tight that she had no room to separate their bodies.

She checked the clock on the table, 'Five in the morning. I still have time to cook them breakfast,' Chloe thought.

She tried to separate her body from Vernon to no avail. She clicked her tongue annoyedly, "Vernon, release me first. I need to cook breakfast."

...

There was no answer from Vernon. She frowned, thinking Vernon's fever hadn't gone down a bit.

She touched Vernon's forehead, "Huh, you're not warm anymore. You've recovered, right?"

...

Still no answer.

But, despite his silence, Chloe knew that Vernon was wide awake. Because she felt something was constantly moving to poke her pussy.

She looked down and saw that Vernon was fully naked. His underwear had been thrown out of the bed, and the pillow that separated their bodies had been kicked out.

Vernon's cock was fully erect, and the tip continued poking her labia, which was protected by her thin layer of pajama.

"Vernon, wake up!" Chloe tried to slap Vernon's cheeks a few times until Vernon got disturbed and grunted.

"Hrrm... what?"

"I know that you're wide awake, stop poking down there!" Chloe scolded.

"Hrmm..." Vernon snorted. "I'm still sick, Chloe...."

"Sick? But I checked your temperature. You are not sick at all!"

"That's because the fever has gone down...." Vernon replied.

"Yeah, that's right. Your fever has gone down--"

"--No, that's not what I mean...." Vernon interrupted. "I mean, the fever has gone down to my cock. It's feeling the heat right now."

"You should touch it, you'll realize that my cock is having a fever right now," Vernon carefully separated himself from Chloe and then grabbed Chloe's hand.

He led her hand to touch the tip of his cock, and said, "See? I have a cock fever."