Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

"I—I'm full…." Chloe replied weakly.

"No you're not," Vernon insisted. "You're going to eat or we're going to get stuck like this for a whole day."

Chloe was speechless.

She never expected Vernon to take this seriously. His eyes kept staring at her, waiting for Chloe to open her mouth again.

'Why is he so fussy about this though?' Chloe asked herself. 'It's not like my eating disorder will affect him anyhow.'

'Is it because I'm unpleasant to look at?' Chloe wondered.

She understood that she might not be beautiful because she was paper thin right now, but that was better than her being fat.

Because when she was fat, Vincent humiliated her over and over, imprinting the idea in Chloe's mind that a fat woman was not worthy of love, despite her weight gain being caused by pregnancy and childbirth.

'Either way, he doesn't need to go this far just to make sure I eat, right?'

Meanwhile, Vernon had a different idea in his mind;

'Come on, eat more. I really want to fatten you up, so you can get healthy and I can use all the condoms you've stocked.'

'Fuck, I'll make sure to eat you clean every single night and feed you in the morning, so we can do it again and again,' Vernon thought. He started thinking about a few positions they could try together, and his cock started hardening again.

Vernon quickly warded off the thought, afraid that his erection might be too obvious. It wasn't proper, especially when Mackie was here.

Thus, with his one-track mind on the goalpost, Vernon continued persuading Chloe to eat.

Chloe was about to refuse again, but then she saw her daughter Mackie looking at her with hopeful eyes.

"Mommy, please eat. You'll make Mackie happy if you eat!"

…

Unable to bear the guilt of being watched by her daughter, Chloe finally opened her mouth and ate the pancake again.

She felt like a baby being spoon fed. It felt weird, especially when the man spoonfed her was the little boy she used to spoon feed when he was a kid.

Yet, this weird stuff was proven effective because Chloe continued eating without needing to puke anything. She ate like a normal human, and she didn't understand why.

'Why am I only eating well when I'm being spoon fed by Vernon like this? Is this some kind of weird fetish?' Chloe asked herself.

Mackie's eyes were glimmering with happiness. She always pitied her Mommy, who puked anything she ate, but whenever she asked about it, Mommy always replied that it was normal for her.

However, once she saw Mommy eating well when being fed by Uncle Vernon, Mackie realized that Mommy could eat like her too!

Her small mind concluded that;

'As long as Uncle Vernon is the one who feeds Mommy, then Mommy can be big, strong, and healthy too!' Mackie was overjoyed by the new finding.

She slapped Uncle Vernon's arm, and Vernon turned his head towards his little niece, "What?"

Mackie pushed the glass of her banana-apple juice towards Uncle Vernon's side of the table and said, "Mommy should drink my banana juice! Uncle, make Mommy drink this!"

"D—Dear, I made that for you…." Chloe tried to refuse, but Mackie didn't want to listen.

"No! I can drink banana milk from the fridge! But Mommy needs to drink my banana-apple juice so Mommy can grow big and strong!"

Vernon chuckled and glanced at Chloe, stunned by Mackie's idea, "Hear that, Chloe? That means you need to eat and drink a full breakfast before I can release you, and we will do this every day, by the way."

Chloe swallowed her saliva. She didn't know whether she should be happy or not. She was relieved that she could eat like a normal person, something she hadn't experienced for at least four years.

But at the same time, she imagined herself being spoon fed by Vernon every day and felt weirded out by the notion.

'Aren't I supposed to be the one who took care of him? How could the table turn like this?'

Chloe might be feeling complicated right now, but Vernon was more than happy once he realized that Chloe ate at least half of his pancake for breakfast and half of the banana-apple juice offered by Mackie, which was already a lot since Vernon was a big eater naturally.

Vernon finally loosened his grip around Chloe's waist and allowed her to escape.

Chloe got up from Vernon's lap slowly. She felt sluggish after eating and drinking so much. She didn't feel nauseous, though, but she didn't have the energy to do another activity other than sitting down.

Thus, Chloe was forced to sit on the dining chair and watch Mackie and Vernon, who were busy resuming breakfast, since they were assured that Chloe was eating well.

Vernon finished his breakfast quick because he was genuinely hungry after only eating chicken noodle soup as dinner last night, and Mackie glanced at her Uncle a few times before chirping;

"Uncle, you can't eat Mackie's pancakes!"

"Wha—"

Mackie covered her plate with her hand and glared at her Uncle. She was like a small wolf guarding her hunt, "I will share with Mommy, but not with you!"

"W—Who wants to eat your pancake anyway? Am I a pancake thief or what?"

"You are a pancake thief!" Mackie accused loudly. "Uncle stole my pancake before, remember?"

"Ah—" Vernon remembered the first time he encountered his feisty little niece, and they were fighting over a plate of pancakes.

Mackie pushed her pancake away from Uncle Vernon, afraid that her Big bad Uncle would steal again, much to Vernon's annoyance.

Chloe giggled and tried to get up despite feeling too full, "I will make another one for you, Vernon."

"No need!" Vernon stopped Chloe. "Just sit there and rest until you don't feel bloated. You've eaten a lot for breakfast today."

"But, you're not feeling full, right?"

"I can grab a snack on my way, or I can just call Diamond," Vernon said. "Just make sure to cook two portions for lunch."