Ch. 396..400: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 396-400
Chapter 396
'Spineless...' that word popped into her mind again. 'If I stop being spineless and stand my ground, would I be able to protect my family?'
'Even in front of that monster-- Vincent. If I fight back, will I be able to change something?'
Chloe never thought of fighting back against her abuser. She could only gain enough courage when she realized that her marriage was unsalvageable.
After ten years of enduring, she was fed up. She filed for divorce and left with Mackie, waiting for Vincent to sign the paper so they could process it in court.
Who would've expected Vincent to refuse to sign? Instead, he rained terror upon terror on Chloe, weakening her resolution and making her anxious.
'I thought I didn't need to fight. For the past ten years, Vincent has dictated my life, and I'm not allowed to fight back....'
'Besides, how am I supposed to fight against Vincent? He can do anything he wants without repercussions. He is above the law!' Chloe knew well how much of a monster Vincent could be.
He was a billionaire who was well-loved by people. He had done many charity events and had a PR team controlling the media.
She had nowhere to go. She was hopeless...
Or so she thought...
Chloe kept staring at Vernon and Mackie until they realized Chloe was eating slowly.
"Do you need me to feed you again?" Vernon asked.
"Ah--" Chloe was startled and shook her head. "No need, I can do it myself...."
Chloe started eating her soup faster than before. She glanced at the pair of Uncle-Niece in front of her and realized they were still staring at her nonstop.
She got embarrassed when they kept staring and ate her dinner faster, much to Vernon and Mackie's relief.
**
It was past ten, and Vernon was still busy in his home office, dealing with documents on his laptop.
So Chloe served him herbal tea before she went to Mackie's bedroom to tuck her daughter to bed.
"You need to go to sleep, dear," Chloe said as she saw Mackie was still trying to practice in front of the mirror. "You have a big day tomorrow morning."
"I know, Mommy. I'm just soooo excited!" Mackie said, still with her eyes on the mirror.
Chloe smiled and walked behind Mackie. She gently patted her daughter's shoulder and asked, "You're not nervous at all?"
"Nope!"
"That's good. You don't need to be afraid of anything," Chloe tried to encourage her daughter. She wanted Mackie to be a confident and strong woman, unlike her...
"Un, Mommy too, okay?" Mackie placed her palm on top of her mother's hand on her shoulder. "Don't be nervous, Mommy. No matter what happened, Mackie will always be there to protect you, Uncle said that too, right?"
...
"Mommy will do the same for you, dear," Chloe said. She bent her back and kissed the top of Mackie's head. "Mommy is nervous and scared, but I will do anything to protect you."
"Yes, Mommy! We're protecting each other!"
Chloe admitted she was a spineless, timid woman who wouldn't dare stand up for herself.
But she was still a mother who would do anything to protect her daughter, 'Even if that means I have to fight against my worst nightmare....'
**
Chloe woke up very early the next morning. She checked the clock and nodded, "Alright, still four in the morning, I have to make sure that everything is perfect for Mackie."
Chloe was told that Mackie should be in school by seven in the morning because she had to fit into the costume and do a quick rehearsal before the autumn festival event started at 10.
Chloe went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She cooked a light meal for Mackie because she would be jumping around today.
However, she made plenty for Vernon because he said he had plenty of meetings today.
She was like a busy housewife with a husband and daughter, ensuring her family was at its peak condition as she tried to support them.
...
"Mommy, can we go now?" Mackie asked, as she had already had her early breakfast and was well prepared.
"Yes, we have to be there at seven," Chloe said. She texted Vernon about his breakfast and today's suit as he was still asleep.
...
Chloe drove her car at a steady speed. She kept checking her watch, making sure that they weren't late.
"Phew, we're here," Chloe finally let out a relieved breath when she arrived at Mackie's school. She parked her car at the utmost corner of the parking lot before entering the school gate with Mackie.
She walked into the main building and met with Mr. Peterson and the old Principal-- Mrs. Andrew.
"Morning, Mr. Peterson, Mrs. Andrew!" Mackie greeted cheerfully. "I'm here with Mommy!"
Mrs. Andrew and Mr. Peterson gave each other a quick glance and then gave their sweetest smile at the mother and daughter pair.
"Good morning, Mrs. Gray, morning Mackenzie," Mrs. Andrew said. "You're the first to come, why don't you two go with Mr. Peterson to the backstage? I'm pretty sure Mackenzie wants to practice more, right?"
"Un! I want to!" Mackie said.
Chloe was a bit suspicious of Mrs. Andrew. This old woman was Vincent's lap dog, so Chloe never trusted her.
But there was no harm in her words, and Chloe indeed had to go backstage to assist her daughter.
"Thank you, Mrs. Andrew," Chloe said. "We will go now, if you excuse us."
Chloe shifted her gaze at Mr. Peterson, waiting for him to lead the way, and Mr. Peterson faked a smile as well, "This way please."
Mrs. Andrew watched as Chloe and her daughter followed the drama teacher backstage.
She was relieved that Mrs. Gray was here. She didn't know how to face Mr. Vincent Gray's rage if Chloe suddenly refused to come here.
"Now, I have to inform him," Mrs. Andrew paused for a moment as she stared at Chloe and Mackenzie's back. She felt a little pity before shrugged lightly. "Oh well, a little sacrifice is fine for the school."
Chapter 397
Mrs. Andrew went to the Principal's office and used the office's phone to call Mr. Vincent Gray.
After a few beeps, the line was connected, and she took a deep breath to prepare herself for this powerful man.
The old Principal couldn't shrug off the nervousness lingering in her heart no matter how often she faced Vincent Gray. Every time she had to face or talk with Vincent, she thought that Vincent would ruin her life with just a snap of his fingers.
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"G—Good morning, Mr. Gray," Mrs. Andrew greeted first.
"Hm, you better give me good news for calling me so early," Vincent said lazily, but that simple threat was enough to send a shiver down the old woman's spine.
The fear was too much for her that she didn't even care if she had to push Mrs. Gray and her daughter to the cliff as long as she could save herself.
"I—I have good news, Mr. Gray," Mrs. Andrew hurriedly said. "Your wife and daughter are here."
"Oh, they do?" Vincent responded positively. "Where are they now?"
"backstage. Your daughter will be playing as the Big bad wolf in the 'Three little pigs' play. Do you want to watch her?" Mrs. Andrew offered, thinking that watching her daughter's drama would bring joy to Vincent.
"Hah, I don't care about some stupid child drama."
"But… this is your daughter playing as the main character, Sir…."
"And?" Vincent's mocking tone shocked Mrs. Andrew as well. She knew that he was unfeeling, but she didn't expect him to not even care about her daughter's play.
"I don't care if my daughter is playing some stupid drama. It's one of those useless activities that my wife usually encouraged Mackie to do," Vincent jeered continuously. "She should be learning how to be a good heir by following my footsteps by now, or at least study really hard. I want her to be at the top of her class every semester."
…
'I should've known that a cold man like him wouldn't give a damn about his daughter….' Mrs. Andrew thought.
"I want to know about my wife," Vincent shot straight to the point. "She's inside the school building, right?"
"Yes, Sir."
"Good, keep her busy, make sure she won't be able to leave the school building," Vincent gave an absolute order that nobody couldn't object to. "I happen to miss my wife."
**
Zzz…
Vernon was sleeping soundly, snoring like he had nothing to worry about.
That was until he got nonstop calls that disturbed his sleep. He frowned and groaned out of pain. He was pulling an all-nighter because there were plenty of documents he needed to check, so he could finally close his eyes at five in the morning.
"Urgh, this is bullshit," Vernon groaned while enduring a headache. He grabbed his phone and squinted to check the caller.
"Uh… Diamond?" Vernon pressed the green button, and the call was connected.
-
"What?" he asked.
"Sir, do you know what time it is?"
"Uh… I don't know, seven?"
"It's nine past twenty! Chloe called me just now, asking if you're already in the office because Mackie will start her play in ten minutes!"
"… OH SHIT!"
Vernon's eyes were wide open when he realized he had overslept. He got up from the bed and rushed to the bedroom to wash his face before returning to his phone, "Diamond, send the bodyguards now! Make sure they're patrolling around the school!"
"Understood, Sir."
Beep.
-
Vernon panicked, afraid that it might be too late for him to send the bodyguards.
He could always send the bodyguards to stay around the school area starting from midnight. But Chloe protested, saying that she wanted everything to be as natural as possible, so he planned to send the bodyguard right when Chloe and Mackie entered the school ground.
"Am I too late? No, right?" Vernon mused. "Damn, I should've told Chloe to wake me up in the morning."
Vernon quickly called Chloe, which was connected without a problem, much to his relief.
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"Chloe, where are you right now? Are you hurt? Did something happen while I was asleep?" Vernon overwhelmed Chloe by asking so many questions out of the blue.
"R—Relax, Vernon. I'm waiting for Mackie's play to start, which should be in five minutes," Chloe murmured her reply as she was surrounded by other parents. "Wait, let me open the video call."
Chloe clicked the video button, and the face of Vernon with messy hair, red eyes, and dark eyebags appeared on the screen.
"Ah, Vernon, you should rest more. You look… very tired."
"No, I promise Mackie that I will be watching her play," Vernon insisted. "It's fine, just aim the camera to the stage, so I can watch as well."
"Um, okay…" Chloe flipped the camera so Vernon could watch Mackie's play.
He watched how the kids who played three pigs appeared and built their houses, and then came the star of the show, Mackie, with a wolf costume that covered her with fur from her neck down to her feet and a wolf headpiece squeezing Mackie's cheeks.
"I will eat you! Awoooo!" Mackie howled like a real wolf, and Vernon couldn't help but smile.
He watched how the little girl ran around the stage, trying to catch the three little pigs before they entered their respective houses.
"Awoooo!" Mackie howled again, and she invited the awe from the other parents.
Because instead of looking scary and intimidating, Mackie looked so cute in her wolf costume. Her chubby cheeks were sticking out like two white buns waiting to be pinched, and Vernon was holding himself, not to squeal the rest of the parents who watched the drama.
'So cute.'
'But she's so energetic, that kid is good.'
'What a cute girl.'
'She seems so excited playing the Big bad wolf, maybe her parents taught her how to act.'
Vernon heard the murmurs from the parents sitting near Chloe, and he couldn't help to feel proud, like a father who watched his daughter doing well in school.
'Hah, of course! They don't know that she is my daughter, a CEO of a showbiz company!'
Chapter 398
'Hah, of course! They don't know that she is my daughter, a CEO of a showbiz company!' Vernon said in his heart, not realizing that he claimed Mackie as his daughter, not niece.
He kept his eyes on Mackie on the screen, not wanting to miss a second of his (supposedly) daughter's performance.
The performance took thirty minutes to finish. Once it was done, everyone applauded the performance and most praised Mackie for playing her role nicely.
'So cute! She is so good!'
'That little wolf makes the show ten times more entertaining.'
'Who's the name of that little wolf?'
'The howl is so cute, I bet her parents are proud of her.'
Chloe smiled when she listened to the other parents praising Mackie for a good performance. She was also proud of Mackie because there was no nervousness in her. She played her role well, even howling a few times to make it more believable, even though Mr. Peterson didn't give her any instruction for that.
'Ah, Vernon will be happy once the school uploaded the video on youtube,' Chloe thought. 'We can watch it in the living room too.'
Chloe was so engrossed with the show that she forgot that Vernon was also watching with a video call.
She checked her phone screen and was surprised when she saw the supposedly cold, intimidating CEO look so excited.
He didn't even remember that he was still half naked, only wearing a short boxer, and he jumped on the bed many times until it started creaking. As if he was in a euphoric state where he was ten times more excited than the rest of the audience here.
He clapped the hardest and yelled, "THAT'S MY GIRL, MY DAUGHTER! SHE'S SO GOOD! GODDAMN, I LOVE HER SO MUCH!"
Chloe gasped when she heard his loud yelling on the phone. Because Vernon claimed Mackie as his 'daughter' instead of 'niece.'
Although, he didn't seem to realize it as he was still celebrating. But it still came as a shock for Chloe when Vernon claimed Mackie as his daughter.
'How could he easily say that he is Mackie's father? While her own father is...' Chloe remembered when Mackie was born, he looked dissatisfied when he got the news that he had a daughter, not a son.
He didn't even want to carry his daughter until baby Mackie showed signs of intelligence because she learned how to read and count so quickly when she was a toddler.
Chloe's body trembled, and she quickly wiped the tears that suddenly glazed in her eyes.
After hearing Vernon's claim, she didn't know what to say or think.
But one thing was for sure, she was... happy when Vernon claimed Mackie as his daughter.
'Even though it's just a moment of euphoria. I'm still happy that someone can love Mackie more than her biological father....'
It took Vernon a while until his euphoria diminished. He returned to the phone and stared at Chloe, "Damn, Mackie is so good! I really can't wait to celebrate with her later!"
Vernon had a wide, proud smile pasted on his mouth, like a father who was proud of his daughter.
But then, he realized that Chloe's eyes were glazed with tears and he got concerned instantly, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did something happen?"
"Ah, it's fine, I--" Chloe wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and smiled back at Vernon. "I'm just happy that Mackie could have fun on the stage."
"Oh! Hahah! I know, right?" Vernon said. "If she wants to be an actress, I could always orbit her. But I won't recommend her to be a child actress, it'll be too tiring and might even traumatize her."
"Ahaha... It's fine. She said that she wants to be a policewoman," Chloe chuckled in response. She stared at Vernon at the screen with a soft gaze, "Thank you, Vernon."
"W--What? What for?" Vernon asked.
When Chloe stared at him with her gentle gaze. It would make him feel hot and nervous, which was not good for his heart.
"For watching Mackie's performance and cheering on her, and also for preparing for the celebration," Chloe replied.
It might be a bare minimum for the regular family to have the father watching his daughter's performance and cheering.
But Mackie didn't have a normal family, and Vernon was not her real father.
So it was still a commendable act.
"Uh... uhm, it's fine. I did it because I promised her," Vernon said. "A--Anyway, how's the area around you? All clear?"
"What do you mean with all clear?" Chloe asked back.
"I mean, do you find anything weird while you're there?" Vernon inquired seriously this time, wanting to ensure Chloe and Mackie were safe.
"Um, yeah, we were so busy backstage before I joined the other parents to watch the performance. I don't see anything wrong so far," Chloe reported.
"That's good," Vernon nodded with certainty. He was relieved that it wasn't too late for him to guard them. "I've dispatched two bodyguards. They will be patrolling around the school to ensure there was no trace of my Big brother around."
"But when there is, you need to leave with Mackie as soon as possible, understand?" Vernon warned.
"Yes, I understand, Vernon," Chloe smiled helplessly. Vernon was nervous about this, even though she was convinced that Vincent wouldn't come.
First, she didn't inform Vincent about the school's autumn festival.
Second, Vincent was always busy with either work or women.
Third, he never attended parent gatherings in the school, let alone watched his daughter play.
So there was nothing to worry about.
Besides, there hadn't been any movement from Vincent after her meeting with that old secretary, Maria.
So Chloe thought that Vincent was just too busy fucking a new secretary to care about his soon-to-be ex-wife and daughter.
'But I understand his concerns. He's just trying to keep us safe, and I... I have to appreciate him for that.'
"Don't worry, I'll call you once I spot something off," Chloe said. "Also, shouldn't you be in the office today? Diamond told me before that you have a meeting in... an hour."
Chapter 399
"Ugh, can I skip that?" Vernon groaned out of pain. He really didn't want to go to work right now.
He'd rather watch Mackie's performance. Even if the show was over, he still wanted to congratulate his niece for doing a great job.
He also wanted to watch over Chloe and Mackie, ensuring they were safe, even if he could only do it on the phone.
She chuckled and shook her head, "No, you can't. Work is work," Chloe insisted.
Vernon snorted annoyedly, "Fine, I'll take a bath. But you must answer my call later. I'll call you when I'm in my car."
Chloe smiled thin. She couldn't help thinking that Vernon's stickiness was so cute.
It reminded her so much of Little Vernon, who would stick by her side no matter what.
"Okay, just take a bath and prepare yourself to work first. Your suit is on the sofa," Chloe mentioned, and she hung up the call soon after.
She stared at the empty stage for a while.
Since Mackie's stage play was the first, the next play would be in fifteen minutes.
'Mackie must be celebrating with her friends right now. I shouldn't disturb her,' Chloe thought.
She waited for the next ten minutes before she realized that she had to go to the bathroom.
So she got up and left the auditorium. She walked through the corridor to the bathroom and realized she was being followed by someone.
She glanced at the one following her by her side and saw a female janitor walking to the bathroom just like her.
The female janitor closed their gaps and said in a low- almost inaudible voice, "We're watching you."
Ba-dump!
Chloe's heartbeat skipped for a second, and she got nervous instantly.
She knew this woman must be the bodyguard Vernon sent to watch over her. But it still gave her the creeps to be watched like this.
After all, Vincent never sent any kind of bodyguard for her or her daughter, despite being Vincent's wife for the past ten years.
Which ended with Mackie getting kidnapped once by her relative.
And Vincent's solution was... to hide Mackie and Chloe from the public's eyes, limiting their movements and ensuring that they were under his surveillance all the time.
Chloe couldn't even go to a different grocery store without being questioned or hit-- if she dared to argue.
Chloe entered the female bathroom and looked over her shoulder to check on the janitor.
The female janitor was staring at her but stopped at the intersection between the female and male bathrooms.
'Ugh, so creepy...' Chloe thought.
She entered one stall and did her stuff before washing her hand in the sink.
She checked in the mirror and realized that the female janitor was nowhere to be seen, much to her surprise.
'Where's she?' Chloe wondered. 'If she's supposed to be guarding Mackie and I, shouldn't she be staying near me? Does she watch over me from another location?'
Chloe got even more nervous than before, but she could do nothing other than act like nothing was wrong and left the bathroom.
She walked to the corridor as she wanted to return to the school auditorium, but when she passed the principal's office, she saw the old principal standing in front of the door, seemingly waiting for someone.
Chloe tried to walk past her, but the moment that old woman spotted her, she quickly grabbed Chloe's shoulder and tightened her grip, making sure that Chloe halted her step.
'Oh, crap, what's now?' Chloe cursed in her heart. But she looked over her shoulder and asked, "Is there something wrong, Mrs. Andrew?"
"Mrs. Gray, I have something to tell you," Mrs. Andrew said. Her voice was hoarse as if she was just as nervous as Chloe.
"About what?"
"Let's... talk about it inside my office, okay?" Mrs. Andrew initiated, and Chloe's suspicion was on the roof.
From her pale face to her nervous gait, it was obvious that Mrs. Andrew was hiding something.
So Chloe stood her ground, "We can talk here, Mrs. Andrew, I don't mind at all." Chloe looked around and added, "There's nobody but us here, so you don't need to worry if someone overheard us."
Mrs. Andrew got even more nervous after realizing that Mrs. Gray wasn't as meek and obedient as usual. Her palms started sweating cold, "Mrs. Gray, this is about Mackenzie. It's very important. Let's go in and talk."
"We can talk here," Chloe insisted. "I'm her mother, I don't mind if someone else hears about this."
Mrs. Andrew was speechless by Chloe's stubbornness. She was a completely different person right now.
She was used to just lowering her head and saying okay to everything. Usually, she would keep her mouth shut and let other people trample over her.
But this time, she looked confident, which scared the old principal so much.
"M--Mrs. Gray, please, just cooperate with me and we can have a chat inside. Why are you being so difficult?"
"I'm not being difficult, you are," Chloe retorted. Truthfully, she was also nervous right now.
She wasn't used to arguing with someone like this. But she really had a bad hunch over this old woman. So she had to defend herself even if that also made her uncomfortable.
"If you have something to talk about, we can talk here, or we can even go to my car if you really need that privacy."
"This is taking too long. We have works to do in the office," Mrs. Andrew and Chloe darted their eyes simultaneously when they heard another old woman's voice.
Chloe was astonished when she saw that old wretched Secretary Maria walking towards them. Her eyes showed signs of impatience, as if she wanted all of this to end soon.
"Let's get this over with, Mrs. Gray," Maria said. She stood right beside Chloe and grabbed her arm so tight that Chloe winced in pain when Secretary Maria's sharp nails dug into her skin.
"Someone wants to see you," Maria glanced at Mrs. Andrew and instructed, "Grab her other arm."
Chapter 400
"Wait—AH!" Chloe groaned when Mrs. Andrew did the same with her other arm.
Chloe tried to struggle as she realized that she was definitely fucked. She glared at these two old bitches to intimidate them, though it didn't seem to work.
"What's this? Let me go now or I will scream!" Chloe threatened.
"Please cooperate, Mrs. Gray. I'm here to do my job, and you should do yours as well," Maria scoffed sarcastically. "You're the main cause of the profit loss in the company. Stop being selfish and do your job as his wife."
The word 'his wife' triggered Chloe instantly. She started struggling harder when she realized a certain disgusting man must be inside the Principal's office.
"Let me go! I said let me go!" Chloe tried to pull herself out of these two old women's grip, but she was just a thin woman without much physical power.
Maria glared at Mrs. Andrew and ordered, "Open the door!"
"Y—Yes!"
Mrs. Andrew opened the door as wide as possible, and Maria whispered, "Do your job, Mrs. Gray. Aren't you supposed to be his good wife?"
"NO— NO, WAIT!"
Maria and Mrs. Andrew pushed Chloe as hard as they could until Chloe staggered and fell to the ground.
Mrs. Andrew slammed the door shut and locked it from outside, making sure that she couldn't escape.
Mrs. Andrew pocketed her key and followed the old secretary to sit on the bench in front of the Principal's office.
Unlike Maria, who was calm and collected, Mrs. Andrew looked anxious, "Is it really okay?"
"Hm?"
Mrs. Andrew looked at the old secretary and asked, "Is it really okay to leave Mrs. Gray alone in there?"
Maria shrugged without care, "They're husband and wife. It's her duty to make her husband happy, so let them be. Don't worry about it."
**
"Ugh…" Chloe grimaced in pain. Those two wretched old hags pushed her too hard until she fell face-first on the floor.
While recovering, she heard a footstep walking towards her and saw an expensive brown shoe that shone at the tip.
Her body tensed immediately. She got so scared that she forgot to breathe for a few seconds.
She stayed on the spot, not daring to look up because she didn't dare to face her nightmare.
"It's been a while, wife," a man's mature yet gentle voice called her lovingly. But she knew this man never had an ounce of love for her. "Look up. I want to see your face."
…
Chloe dared not to look up. She was so terrified that she felt her entire body was stiff.
"So shy to your own husband?" the man teased. He slid his shoes closer toward Chloe and lifted her chin by using the tip of his shoes.
Chloe was forced to look up but closed her eyes quickly, much to the man's annoyance.
"Open your eyes or I will smash your face with my shoes," the man said slowly, but the threat was so effective that Chloe opened her eyes immediately.
The first thing she saw was the eyes of a viper looking down at her. He smirked from ear to ear as he took great pleasure from this.
He really looked like a viper that was ready to bite her anytime he wanted, and this poisonous man was none other than her own husband;
Vincent Gray.
"Good. You should be obedient if you don't want to get hurt," Vincent said. He looked much more relaxed than Chloe expected, but that was never a good sign.
Usually, Vincent would yell and throw many curses when he was annoyed. But when he was pissed off, he would do stuff like this.
Treating her gently, speaking softly and calmly, only to abuse her later.
"Now get up, I want to have a little chat with you."
…
Chloe was unresponsive. Her mind was flooded with all the memories she had started to forget after staying away from Vincent for the past six months.
From all the intimidation that made her scared to fight back to the humiliation that made her unable to eat, completed with the abuse that traumatized her so much, she couldn't even think about running away… until six months ago when she filed for divorce.
Vincent saw the fear in her eyes, which gave him great satisfaction, 'She still has her fear of me. That means she still respects me as her husband,' he thought.
Truthfully, he was already thinking about many things he could do so Chloe would know her place, fear and respect him, and become an obedient wife, just like she used to do before she left.
'I expected her to struggle a bit more though. I've planned many things to break her,' Vincent thought. He was a little disappointed, but he would still take his time playing with his wife.
"Get up," he gave an order again, but Chloe was still unresponsive. Her face was pale, and her lips started trembling out of fear. She was overcome by fear, making her unable to react.
"I said get up, you dumb bitch!" Vincent grabbed Chloe's shirt and pulled her up with one hand.
Chloe was wearing high heels, making it hard for her to recover, and her knees were too weak to stand.
Vincent had a paper-thin patience. Seeing that his wife wasn't going to stand up on her own, he clicked his tongue annoyedly and pushed her to the wall until her back hit the wall quite hard.
"AH!" Chloe grimaced in pain. It wasn't the first time that Vincent had done this to her, but every time he did this, she could only cry or cower like a terrified rabbit.
Vincent wrapped one hand around her waist to prop her up while his other hand wrapped around her neck, pressing her against the wall, making it hard for Chloe to breathe.
"Listen to me, you whore. I've been trying my best to be gentle to you. So you should follow my order or I won't hesitate to strangle you to death."