Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

"What about you?" Vernon and Mackie asked at the same time.

"Ah— that—" Chloe was taken aback. She didn't expect both Vernon and Mackie to ask that kind of question. They'd usually sit down and eat without question, so Chloe didn't have the urge to eat anything other than a few fruits and lots of water a day.

"M—Mommy is alright. You should eat your pumpkin soup, Mackie," Chloe said while forcing a smile.

"Y—You too, Vernon. You should drink your ginger soup. Your hangover must've been pretty bad," Chloe also said the same to Vernon. However, she intentionally didn't look straight into his eyes out of fear that she'd trigger Vernon's wrath.

Honestly, she was unsure whether Vernon was actually disgusted with her. After all, he was so passionate about doing her body last night, even though he was drunk.

But Chloe didn't want to take the chance of getting blasted by Vernon. She was threading on a thin line, after all.

'I bet he will blast at me after this,' Chloe thought.

But contrary to her expectation, Vernon said nothing. His gaze darkened, and he was obviously displeased with her action. But he didn't blast him.

Vernon seemed to be in deep thought for a few seconds before he said, "You made too much ginger soup for me. My hangover is not that bad. Bring another bowl and eat half of it."

"Ah, b—but it's not much…" Chloe said. She was convinced she made it with the right measurement based on Vernon's preference. Since she lived with him, she started to realize a few habits of adult Vernon, some were in line with his childhood self, but some were vastly different.

So she had to adjust, including the portion of food that Vernon preferred. She watched how Vernon ate the food and how much he left after eating, then started cooking based on his portion so there'd be no wasting food. Her family would have a good diet to maintain their health, not too much, not too little.

"I… I think you can eat that alone, Vernon," Chloe said. "I already measured everything to give you the right portion."

"You… measured?"

"Um… yeah," Chloe nodded. "I watched your portion daily, and then make sure I put on the correct portion after learning about your habit."

"Why would you do that much?" Vernon asked. He couldn't believe that his sister-in-law was actually that attentive. But when he saw the ginger soup, he realized the portion was just perfect for him.

'Why would she care that much about me? This kind of thing… even I didn't notice it….' Vernon pondered.

"Um… it's a duty for me. I'm a maid here, so I have to make sure that you would eat well and be healthy every day," Chloe replied bashfully. She was actually ashamed to admit it.

Chloe did the same to Vincent. She took care of his food intake and watched all the foods he could and could not digest, just to ensure that he didn't get sick since he had a lot of activities.

But Vincent called her a pretentious bitch.

"Even a maid didn't do this—' Vernon sighed. He felt complicated because what he saw was not a maid who cared for his diet carefully. 'The way she treats me… it's like… she is my wif—'

Vernon stopped instantly, not wanting to continue, or else he might be unable to think clearly for the whole day. He got up and walked to the kitchen to grab a bowl.

He returned to the dining table, poured half of the ginger soup inside a new bowl, and pushed it towards Chloe.

Chloe was stunned when she saw the new bowl in front of her. She lifted her head slowly and stared at Vernon— who quickly looked away, "V—Vernon, this is…."

"My hangover is not that bad. I'd rather drink a little of the ginger soup and eat the lunch you made instead," Vernon said.

Mackie saw the gesture Uncle Vernon made for her Mommy, and her eyes sparkled with brilliance because her Daddy never did the same to Mommy.

Mommy always ate alone, and whenever Daddy was around, she would prepare food for him, but it was rarely eaten, unlike Big bad Uncle Vernon, who was a glutton who ate all of the food on the table, including Mackie's food!

This was the first time they were sharing food and also the first time that someone ever offered food to Mommy, the idea of sharing food with Mommy was brilliant!

Thus, Mackie decided to copy Uncle Vernon's action and jumped out of the chair.

"M—Mackie, where are you going?" Chloe asked worriedly.

"Mackie wants to give Mommy my pumpkin soup too! Mackie doesn't want to lose against Uncle Vernon!" Mackie replied with determination. She picked up one small bowl and returned to the dining table.

She handed the bowl to Mommy first, "Mommy, please hold this!"

Chloe followed what her daughter requested, and she held the small bowl.

Mackie returned to her seat and patted the table, "Mommy, please give the bowl to me! I will fill it with my pumpkin soup!"

"Mackie— you don't need to—"

"No, Mackie won't lose against Uncle!" Mackie insisted. She poured half of her pumpkin soup into the new bowl and pushed the bowl towards her Mommy. "Mommy, now we can eat together!"

Vernon scoffed when he saw what his niece did just now, "Obviously, I gave her more than you."

"That's because Uncle Vernon's bowl is so big! Uncle Vernon is a greedy pig!"

"Urk!" Vernon choked on air when his niece suddenly called him a pig. She was the first in his life to ever insult him like this. "How dare you call me a pig!?"

However, Mackie was not scared at all. She confidently countered with a cold, harsh truth, "Uncle always ate everything that Mommy cooked! Uncle even ate Mackie's food sometimes. That's why Mommy has to cook so many times every day! Uncle is a pig! A big bad wolf-pig!"