Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Vincent started to get infuriated with Vernon's protest, "Don't question me, Vernon. I just do what I think is best for you. I don't want you to get tricked by her, and I don't want you to waste your youth dealing with a useless woman like her."

Vernon also started to get irritated by his Big bro. Of course, he should've known better. His Big brother was a narcissistic sociopath who had never blamed himself for all the bad things that happened in his life or others.

He was always right, and nobody could defy him.

"I just think that you're being unreasonable, Big bro. I just want to help you, but you keep on restricting me for no reason!"

Vincent clenched his fist. He knew that Vernon was too young to understand how dangerous Chloe was, so he got up and yelled at Vernon;

"BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT HER!" Vincent shouted, shocking everyone in the room. "MORNING, DAY, AND NIGHT, I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT HER! SHE HAS PLAGUING MY MIND, AND NOW I CAN'T SLEEP WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT HER!"

"FUCK, EVEN MY DREAM IS ALWAYS ABOUT HER!" Vincent continued releasing his pent-up anger. He tried not to admit it, but his Big bro kept pushing him until he had to tell the truth.

He wanted Vernon to know that Chloe was a plague. She was a parasite that lived in your head, and her image only became even more vivid as time went on.

Vernon slumped back to the sofa, "Now you get it, right? I don't want you to have a similar experience like me! I don't want your mind to get plagued by her image!"

…

"And what do you think caused that, Big bro?" Vernon asked.

"How the fuck would I know? She's probably cursing me or some shit," Vincent said. "How else would someone like me—a man who never has the thought of any woman for too long in his mind—to have a continuous dream about her, and vivid imagery about her every day? I need to stare at her picture or at least the video of me teaching her a lesson so I can fall asleep now."

"This is unique only from her, and I don't want you to catch the same illness, Vernon. You'ree too young to get your mind distracted by a succubus."

…

'I think you're just in love, Big bro,' Vernon thought. 'But you have the emotional maturity of a kid and ego of a giant to realize that you're actually missing her so much. That you're suffering without her by your side.'

'But I will not tell this to you. Keep being oblivious with your own heart, Vincent. It's better if you never realize it for the rest of your life, so Chloe will never think about returning to you."

Vernon felt so much better after knowing that his Big bro also had a weakness like this, so he replied, "I just want to help. But I will accept your warning, Big bro. I will just deploy my men to help you search for my sister-in-law and my niece. I will tell you their location once I find them."

Vincent took a deep breath to relax. His heart was beating fast right now. He hated this the most when he remembered Chloe, who was still stuck in his mind.

His heartbeat would accelerate until it got painful as if he felt an excruciating pain because she wasn't by his side.

Which was stupid.

He was Vincent Gray. He never needed anyone, not a man, not a woman. Such an insignificant ant like Chloe shouldn't bother him as much.

"Good, I will also deploy some to find her," Vincent said. "Also, you don't need to hurry. I don't expect you to give me a fast result, New York is huge, and Chloe is probably hiding with Mackie after what I did in the school during the Autumn festival."

"Oh, speaking of the Autumn Festival…." Vincent darted back at Mrs. Andrew, who was kneeling, waiting for the two brothers to finish their argument before she could continue begging to be spared. "Why are you still here?" Vincent asked.

"S—Sir, about what you said before…."

"Yes, I fired you. Why are you asking it over and over? No matter how many times you're begging, I have my decision already," Vincent clicked his tongue. "What an annoying old bitch."

Mrs. Andrew's whole body trembled as the final sentence from the Big boss was delivered to her. But she still couldn't believe it.

How could he fire her when she had tried her best to follow all the crazy things he asked? Why wasn't there any justice for her?!

"Sir, I—I don't know what I did wrong, really. If it's because of Mrs. Gray and Mackenzie who ran away, then we can try to find them and bring them back!" Mrs. Andrew said. "I—I will try my best to find them, please don't fire me. I've dedicated my entire life to school! You don't know how important this job is for me!"

"And I don't care," Vincent cut her short. "I don't give a shit about you and your dedication for the school or whatever. I can hire someone younger to replace you, no big deal."

"B—But—"

"And stop thinking that you can help find my wife and daughter. You're the one who cannot keep them tight," Vincent added.

"B—But, how am I supposed to keep them tight when I only have control over Mackenzie in the school?!" Mrs. Andrew started raising her voice as she got desperate.

"You've failed to keep a seven-year-old out of the Principal's office when I was teaching my wife a lesson. Never in my life had I ever seen someone as incompetent as you," Vincent's gaze grew colder and unfeeling. "Leave now. I don't want to see your face anymore."

Mrs. Andrew clenched her fist. She tried her best to beg, but since Vincent didn't want to listen, she had to do this.

"T—Then, I will tell the media that you're sleeping with so many parents in the school! I will also tell them that you're bullying your own child and abusing your wife!"