Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

'But on the bright side, that's what makes me able to work with him for so long. He is a jerk that has no pity for those who don't fit his interests, my type of work partner.'

Diamond was initially a very cold woman, 'Or so they say, a cold hearted cold bitch.'

She had no regard for others' well-being and safety as long as it wasn't her family that was harmed. Thus why she was a perfect partner for Vernon.

However, something changed inside her once she met Chloe.

'I always assume the worst of everyone because I don't want to let my guard down. But with Chloe… I cannot assume anything bad about her because she is just a simple, peaceful woman….'

'She has no devious idea in her mind, and her priority is just to earn money and save her daughter from that bastard Vincent Gray….'

Diamond felt at peace and generally happier with Chloe around. Chloe might not realize it, but she was Diamond's precious best friend— even sister at this point.

'Ah, I'd love to have a Big sister. All I have are two stinky brat brothers,' Diamond complained. 'I really should consider bringing Chloe and her daughter to my family, they will be happy with her presence.'

Vernon parked his car and patted Diamond's shoulder, snapping her out of her daze.

"We're here, Diamond. You know what this meeting is about, right?"

"Yes, Sir," Diamond replied professionally. "This should be the casting for that cooking show you've planned with Vincent Gray."

"Yes, and after this, everything should be set in motion. I want my Big brother to be happy with my performance, and will give me a bigger workload with more money. I want him to trust me completely."

"Understood, Sir."

**

Chloe was driving through the city, holding back the tears she accidentally shed when she faced Diamond kept questioning her.

Chloe wanted to return to the apartment to hide. Just imagining Vincent already gave her anxiety and fear.

A fear that Vincent might eventually find her and drag her back to that dreaded mansion, where she was treated like a punching bag for him to insult and laugh at.

She drove past the apartment and decided to continue as she didn't want to be reminded of the Gray family in any way for now.

Chloe continued driving aimlessly until she saw a familiar diner she had visited before marrying Vincent.

It was a cheap dinner, but it was enough for her. Since she didn't have much money in the first place.

Since Chloe had nowhere to go, she parked her car and entered the diner.

She looked around and commented in a low voice, "Huh, this place is… kind of empty…."

Chloe sat on one of the seats and ordered a simple sandwich. She didn't know if she could eat it, but it was cheap, so it wouldn't be a waste if she couldn't eat at least half.

She waited for ten minutes, and the sandwich sliced in half was served on her table.

She stared at her lunch for a while and felt sick immediately.

"Ugh, why do I keep thinking about Vincent? How am I supposed to eat this sandwich if I keep vomiting everything I eat?" Chloe complained to herself.

It took her a while until she picked up half of the sandwich and opened her mouth. She took one bite, but a woman suddenly stormed to her table before she could chew her food.

SLAM!

Chloe spat out her sandwich instantly as she was surprised by the woman who suddenly slammed the table.

She looked up and saw a familiar face she didn't want to see for now— and forever.

"P—Priscilla?" Chloe called her name, unsure if it was because her appearance wasn't like the usual Priscilla, the bitch secretary.

Usually, Priscilla would wear a low-cut shirt and short skirt that barely covered half of her thighs. She wore full makeup whenever Vincent was around and usually had her proud smile.

But now…

She looked like she hadn't taken a bath for at least two days, wearing no makeup, a hoodie that covered her messy hair, and loose jogging pants.

But that wasn't the worst…

"P—Priscilla, how could you find this place? This is a—"

"—Cheap diner? Well duh!" Priscilla rolled her eyes. She sat in front of Chloe even though Chloe hadn't allowed her, classic Priscilla.

Priscilla stared at Chloe, who was nervous by her presence, and she scoffed, "What? Do you want to laugh at me now?"

…

"Laugh all you want. This is just temporary!" Priscilla suddenly became hostile even though Chloe said nothing. But for Priscilla, just looking at Chloe's face was aggravating enough for her.

Because she didn't understand why Vincent kept saying she couldn't replace Chloe.

…

"Heh, I know that you're ridiculing me in your head right now. Well, I'll tell you, Vincent is still mine! He might not want me right now, but that's because he's busy. Wait until he clears everything, including you, and then I can be the new Mrs. Gray."

"You will be his ex-wife soon, you fat bitch!"

…

Chloe said nothing because she was still stunned by Priscilla's haggard appearance. But Priscilla continued running over her mouth, giving so much information to Chloe.

'So apparently, Vincent is not sleeping with Priscilla now? Why? I don't understand him,' Chloe asked herself. 'Usually they're doing it everywhere. They even did it in the backseat of the car, while Vincent forced me to sit in the front and heard this bitch moaning so loudly.'

'Shouldn't he be happy that I am gone? He can fuck Priscilla whenever and wherever without the risk of getting discovered by Mackie….'

Chloe had many questions in her mind, but she stayed silent while Priscilla continued making scenarios in her head, "Why don't you say anything? Were you still scared? Traumatized like a teeny-weeny baby? Uuuu, I remember how you cried like an idiot when Vincent slapped your ugly face, and he does it like this—!"