Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Since the only thing she could do was to face Chelsea and address this problem. But before she opened the car door to face Chelsea, she told Aaron, "Aaron, you have to return to your Mommy for now, I'm sorry, but I can't bring you with me."

Aaron looked sad. He actually expected his aunt to take him in because living with his Mommy had become genuinely unbearable and scary.

"But, I will give you something," Chloe looked around until she found a note and pen near the driver's seat. She grabbed them and quickly wrote her phone number before shoving it inside Aaron's chest pocket. "This is my phone number. Don't let your Mommy know about it. Hide it somewhere in your room, and you can always call me when you're in danger."

"In danger?"

"Yes, in danger. Maybe your Mommy hits you too hard or starts using a dangerous weapon to hurt you or your siblings. Then you can always call me using your friend's phone or someone in your school, understand?" Chloe instructed. She knew the boys could not contact anyone since their mother never gave them any phone, even the child-friendly one for emergencies.

"H--How about Grandma? Can I use Grandma's phone?"

"No," Chloe quickly shook her head. "Your Grandma is... too weak. You don't want your Grandma to get hurt by your Mommy as well, right?"

"I don't want Grandma to get hurt...." Aaron muttered. Though Grandma could be cold to all of them sometimes, Grandma at least never yelled at them. So he didn't want his Grandma to get into trouble as well.

"AARON! COME OUT!"

Chloe and Aaron flinched when they heard Chelsea continue screaming in the parking lot. Chloe gave Aaron an encouraging look and wrapped his hand, "You got this. Remember, I will never leave you. If you feel like you can't bear it any longer, you should call me, okay?"

"Um, thank you, Aunty."

Chloe took a deep breath. She was also scared to face her sister. She felt that Chelsea had become unhinged these days. Just the look in her eyes already told Chloe that her sister wasn't in the right mental state.

Chloe opened the car door and gave the driver a meaningful look, "Stay right here. I have to face her."

...

The driver said nothing but gave Chloe a worried look before focusing all his attention on the crazy lady with a creepy smile in the middle of the parking lot.

Chloe held Aaron's hand tighter as she approached Chelsea.

Chelsea darted her bloodshot eyes toward Chloe, and she glared at Chloe with so much hostility that she made it impossible to call them sisters at this point.

"Good morning, Chelsea," Chloe greeted, trying to be friendly to her sister.

"..." Chelsea ignored Chloe, but she glared at Aaron instead.

Aaron shrieked and quickly hid behind Chloe's back, only peeking occasionally as he didn't dare to face his mother right now.

"C--Chelsea, you shouldn't scare him too much. He's just a child."

"Shut up. I am not in the mood to face you right now," Chelsea said, thinking that as long as Chloe was out of the frame, Vincent would eventually forget about her and move on. So she tried to limit any kind of interaction with Chloe as much as possible. "Hand me my son," she ordered.

"I can give him to you, but you must learn to treat a child kindly...." Chloe said, trying not to brush up on the topic of abuse way too early, or Chelsea might explode.

"Oh, now you're acting like a Mother Theresa, huh?" Chelsea sneered. She advanced one step to close their gap and used her index finger to poke her shoulder a few times. "We both know that you're the dirtiest whore here. So stop lecturing me on how to treat my son, and get your filthy hands off him!"

Chloe gritted her teeth. She gathered her courage to stand still despite feeling intimidated, "I can't give Aaron to you. Not until you promise not to hit him anymore. I found him crying in the middle of the parking lot with a swollen cheek. He told me that you beat him often, too. Do you not realize that you will ruin your relationship with him in the future?"

Chelsea's eyes widened. She darted her eyes at Aaron this time and then tried to grab his shoulder to no avail.

Chloe quickly retreated a step back and continued shielding the little boy behind her.

"YOU LITTLE SHIT! COME HERE, AND I'LL BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU!" Chelsea yelled. Her voice echoed in the parking lot, alerting the people around.

Chelsea was like a mad woman. She didn't care about the others who started staring at them. All she had in mind was that her son dared to go to Chloe, of all people, and report her beating, while it wasn't really a beating.

It was just one hard hit on the cheek to make the little boy behave since he dared to say that her face scared other kids in the hospital.

Aaron's body started trembling. He almost pissed himself just looking at his own mother, and Chloe noticed it instantly.

"Step back, Chelsea. You're scaring him!" Chloe yelled.

"Scaring him? Oh, just because I have a scar on my face, that's why he got scared?" Chelsea rolled her eyes. "He should be more scared of you, you dirty whore! What will you teach him, huh? Do you want to teach him how to run away from your good husband because you're such an ungrateful piece of shit?"

"That--"

"Oh yeah, that's right, I guess you and Aaron are the same. Both of you are ungrateful little shits!"

"CHELSEA!" Chloe finally snapped. She didn't want her nephew to listen to more of her curses. "You're making it worse! Just stop cursing and calm down, so we can talk about this!"

"I HAVE NOTHING TO TALK TO A BITCH LIKE YOU! GIVE MY SON BACK OR I WILL FUCK YOU UP!"