Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

'I know it will be a long process, and I probably will struggle a lot to be patient with you as I also have an anger issue. But I want to be your guiding light, just like what you did to me when I was just a little kid.'

'Big sis Chloe, this cute little Vernon is a big man now, I will protect you instead.'

Chloe was surprised when Vernon said that she was pardoned. She thought that Vernon would at least scream at her for hurting him.

"R--Really? Pardoned? Just like that?" Chloe asked.

She had been so used to being blamed and intimidated that she just automatically blamed herself so she could stop the conflict.

Vernon knew this would be a long battle for himself. Because he wanted Chloe to regain her confidence and self-worth and slowly heal her from the trauma.

Just like how she pulled him out of that gutter of a family.

"Yes, you're pardoned...." Vernon replied weakly, this time with a thin smile. "I'm not angry at you, Chloe."

"But--"

"And don't you dare take off your shirt. I won't do it with you," Vernon instructed, though he was actually fighting against his own urge.

But he didn't want to put more trauma in her. He wanted to have sex with her once she was willing to do it.

'Ah, this is such a torture...' Vernon thought. 'I could've touched any woman that I want, including you. But I don't want to put more trauma on your difficult life, Chloe.'

Chloe was confused. She didn't understand why Vernon suddenly lost interest in her body. She knew that she had to repay for all of his generosity somehow, even if she hated being used as his sex toy.

"T--Then, what can I do for you, Vernon?" Chloe asked anxiously as she was worried that Vernon had hidden intentions after he pardoned her freely. "I--I don't think it's right for you to just... forgive me like that."

Vernon noticed the anxiety in her. She seemed uncomfortable with being favored and loved.

Vernon clenched his jaw, enduring the heartache that was killing him inside.

"I will think about my request later, don't ask me about it again, you're going to piss me off," Vernon said.

"O--Okay..."

Vernon continued observing Chloe's expression. When he saw the relief on her face, the excruciating pain in his heart got ten times worse.

'Ah, you're torturing me, Chloe....'

**

Vincent woke up in the morning after a nightmare again.

Well, it was supposed to be a nightmare for him because in that dream, he stood near the pastor, and his eyes gazed at the long aisle covered with colorful flower petals.

The beautiful melody from a pair of a pianist and violinist filled his ears as the door at the end of the aisle opened wide. His bride walked with her bridesmaid and two flower girls in front of her, scattering even more petals on the aisle.

Chloe was beautiful-- she was always beautiful, bright, and the darling of everyone she talked with.

But she was exceptionally beautiful today, wearing a long white wedding gown. Her wavy chestnut hair was let loose, adorned with a few butterfly hairpins.

She was like a goddess that walked on earth, and everyone was awed by her beautiful appearance.

She smiled as she only had Vincent in her eyes, and once she stood in front of Vincent, she murmured something without saying a word.

But from her lips movement, Vincent understood what she was saying;

'I love you, Vincent.'

Then...

Vincent woke up from his nightmare.

He stared emptily at the ceiling, and his eyes slowly shifted towards the big framed wedding picture right above the TV. It had been a while, but Vincent couldn't stop the dream he was having.

He always dreamed of his wedding day with Chloe, and he somehow remembered everything clearly in his dream.

Even though he knew it didn't matter because he was marrying a trashy bitch like her.

Vincent got up from his marital bed with Chloe and then went to the bathroom to wash his face. He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror.

He had been looking haggard these days, especially with his dark eyebags.

Work had been very tiring, especially because he planned to expand his influence in Europe.

He knew that his little brother already got some grip in Europe's elite business circle, but mostly in England.

So he planned to help Vernon by signing deals with elite business circles in other parts of Europe, like Germany and Switzerland.

'If I can gain control there, I can help him expand in Europe also,' Vincent thought.

But of course, he also had other reasons.

He wanted to ensure he would always be on top of the pyramid.

"Vernon might be a rising star, but he is still my little brother nonetheless. I will always have the authority over him," Vincent said to the mirror.

He took a bath and prepared himself for the day. He decided not to hire any stylist anymore because he just fired the fourth one yesterday.

In his eyes, all of them were simply trash that couldn't even do a simple job.

As Vincent walked out of his room, he saw that Priscilla was already sitting on the sofa in the living room. She was wearing another skimpy work outfit.

She had a shirt unbuttoned for the first two, showing a little bit of her bra, and a short skirt that could barely cover her butt.

She looked more like a porn actress than a formal secretary, which actually embarrassed him.

Priscilla got up and strutted towards her boss once she saw him walking to the main door.

She tailed him from behind and tried to hug his strong arm. But Vincent avoids her by shoving her a little.

Priscilla was a little confused by Vincent's action just now. Usually, he wouldn't mind if she hugged his arms and pressed her boobs to him, especially when Chloe was around.

'What's wrong with him?'