Ch. 401..405: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 401-405
Chapter 401
Chloe gritted her teeth and tried to struggle again, but the more she struggled, the harder Vincent pressed his hand on her throat, effectively strangling her until she could barely breathe.
"Urk— Uhk—!" Chloe's face started getting paler than before. She was trying hard to catch some air to no avail. "C—Can't— b-breathe—!"
"Will you stop struggling if I let you breathe?" Vincent asked, and Chloe nodded slowly in response.
The venomous man smirked from ear to ear as he was satisfied with her obedience and loosened his grip around her neck to let her breathe, "See? I'm not so cruel, aren't I? I'll let you off as long as you obey me."
"In fact, I should be the one getting a compliment for being nice to my wife who has been running away for a while, offering her pussy to another man like a whore that she is, don't you think so?" Vincent asked with a malicious grin on his face. "Technically, I am allowed to beat you since you cheated, but I'm not that cruel."
Vincent's voice was gentle yet held a lot of grudge in it. He was like a monster repressing his urge not to crush this petite woman at his mercy just because he wanted to play with her more.
Nevertheless, Vincent's threat was proven effective, and Chloe quickly stopped her vain struggle as she was too scared that Vincent would strangle her to death.
Vincent released his hand wrapping around Chloe's neck and trailed his finger on her cheek. Chloe's body stiffened, but she couldn't do anything other than let this monster caress her cheeks.
He raised his brow full of interest, "It seems that you've gotten a bit fatter than before, hm?"
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"Tell me, does it make you happy that you can run away from me?" Vincent asked, but it felt more like a test for Chloe because no matter what answer she gave, he would twist it to make Chloe the wrong one.
She should just close her mouth and accept the beating, but…
Something in her wanted to taunt him. She wanted him to know that she was happy living with another man because Vincent would never give her the simple and peaceful life she wanted!
He treated her like she was some kind of game, a pet he could toy with when he was bored and toss or hit when he got mad at something else.
Chloe clenched her fist between her thighs and suddenly opened her mouth;
"I am happy."
Vincent's eyes widened when Chloe answered his question, "What did you say?" he asked again, making sure that Chloe knew what she was doing right now.
"I said, I. Am. Happy!" Chloe repeated while raising her voice. She dared to stare straight at Vincent boldly while making the statement. "I'm glad that I ran away from you, and I will do it again if I have the chance!"
"You—!" Vincent raised his hand and clenched his fist, ready to punch this woman who dared to disobey her own husband.
But he stopped midway and sighed as he loosened his fist, much to Chloe's shock.
'Why didn't he hit me? What's wrong?' Chloe asked herself. She was certain that Vincent would punch her, just like he did a few times when she dared to fight back.
But he didn't. Instead, he took another deep breath before saying weakly, "That makes me sad, Chloe. It seems I am the only one suffering because of our separation."
Vincent leaned his head on Chloe's shoulder and rested his chin as he murmured, "My life changed after you leave, I can't sleep well, nor can I eat well because nobody cooks better than you."
"I stopped seeing Priscilla too, I lost interest in her almost instantly when you finally left me," Vincent said.
His voice was soft and full of vulnerability, which Vincent never showed before.
"The company's profit has also stagnated because apparently, I'm not doing a good enough job to maintain my focus on my important projects," Vincent started telling many things that he had never told Chloe.
"My emotion starts to deteriorate as well. I keep getting angry at the smallest thing," Vincent said. He gulped as he got nervous about his next sentence. "I… I know it's wrong for me to say it now. I should've said this earlier, but I… I miss you, Chloe, and I miss our daughter too."
"I want you and Mackie to return home, so we can rebuild our relationship," Vincent asked softly. "How about we end this crazy escapade of yours and set everything straight? We can be a good family, don't you say that you want to have a normal family the most?"
Vincent slowly separated himself from Chloe. He wrapped his hand around her waist tighter and stared into Chloe's eyes.
"I know that you want me to be present in Mackie's life. I will do it, if that's what it takes for you to return. Does that sound fair to you?"
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Chloe went silent for a long time as they kept staring at each other. Her soon-to-be ex-husband's eyes showed vulnerability, a trait he never showed.
And she wouldn't lie that his vulnerable gaze shook her heart.
She started trembling as she could not understand this strong emotion inside her heart.
But there was one thing that was clear to her, and that was heartache.
It was so painful that she felt her heart might explode anytime soon.
Chloe's eyes started pooling with tears, and she had nothing to wish for other than wanting the heartache to stop. She never wanted the luxury that Vincent offered, the expensive mansion he had, or the elite connection he got.
She just wanted to live a normal life with her husband and daughter.
"Chloe? Are you alright?" Vincent asked attentively. He used his thumb to wipe the tears that dropped from the corner of her eyes.
She mustered her courage to speak despite her trembling voice, "Do you mean it?"
Chapter 402
"Do you mean it?"
"Do I… mean it?" Vincent blinked a few times as he tried to process the question. "Are you doubting me?"
Chloe's lips thinned as she was holding the pain in her heart, "Just tell me, do you really mean what you said? About wanting to live together and mend everything that you did wrong?"
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"I mean it, Chloe," Vincent replied to assure Chloe. "I mean everything I said. I realized that I can't live without you. I feel empty when you're not by my side."
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'Looking at him like this makes me think that all the pain I've experienced for the past ten years is all an illusion in my head,' Chloe thought. 'That all of my hardships get invalidated just because he said some sweet words….'
Chloe's heart was crushed because she realized she couldn't feel a thing anymore. Even after all the sweet words, he said, her heart was cold and dead for him.
No matter how many times he begged, she would always be haunted by all the beating and humiliation she had to endure for the past ten years, and nothing could erase that.
So she collected her courage once more to reply;
"It's too late, Vincent," Chloe replied. "Y—You… you can't just say sorry after ten years of abuse you did for me. You won't be able to mend a deep wound you've inflicted for ten years straight, and never will."
"Is that a no?" Vincent asked. There was a trace of sadness in his eyes as if he truly wanted Chloe to say yes and he could fix everything.
"Can you pity me a bit, Chloe? If I beg, would you consider returning home with Mackie?"
Chloe's heart wavered. Her lips almost blurted out a 'yes' for his plea. But she could not and would not return. Even if Vincent changed to be a better man, there was too much pain that she had no desire to be with Vincent anymore.
"I—I can't, Vincent…." Chloe replied. "There is no way for us to be together anymore. I've fallen out of love, and I—"
Chloe stopped as she almost blurted that she had a new man in her mind. But then realized that she also had no right over that guy.
That guy was young and should find someone young, or at least a woman without too much physical and mental damage like her.
"J—Just… sign the paper, Vincent…" Chloe said. "I want the divorce to be processed, and we can part ways. I… I want to start a new life without you..."
"I see," Vincent lowered his head and went silent for a long time, but his hand around Chloe's waist was shaking for an unknown reason.
Chloe got worried, as it was her nature to do so, "V—Vincent, I'm sorry, but I… I can't do this anymore. Please just let me go…."
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…
"Pffth-" Vincent scoffed before he smirked from ear to ear again. He lifted his head and stared at Chloe with a completely different gaze and facial expression. "Did I fool you?"
Chloe's heart dropped when she saw all the sadness and pity that Vincent had shown before suddenly disappearing. Now he had returned to be the same man who abused her for ten years straight.
Ruthless, arrogant, and a complete sociopath.
"You— D—Did you—" Chloe stammered as she tried to make a sentence to question what he had done before.
"What?" Vincent perked his left brow and the corner of his lips simultaneously, "Do you think I will beg for your forgiveness? Do you really think I have become a different person just because of you?"
"Chloe Gray, you're a woman, a species that won't fool me, nor change me," Vincent said ruthlessly. "Stop flattering yourself. You're just one of those women I fucked— well, you're the lucky one, I guess. Since you have the privilege of bearing my child."
Chloe was speechless. She was truly feeling heartache when she rejected Vincent's apology. She thought she was making a big step by rejecting him despite all his sweet words.
Turned out it was all fake.
'Ah, what am I thinking anyway? There is no way a bastard like Vincent would change because of me. I'm just one of the random women he fucked….'
Chloe was unresponsive as she kept staring at Vincent with a sad gaze, and her tears flowed without reason.
"Anyway, I didn't expect you to be quite smart not to fall into that kind of honeypot trick, hahah," Vincent ridiculed. "It seems that you've gotten a wee bit smarter after leaving me. This is bad, Chloe Gray, I don't want my woman to be smart. You should just serve me like usual, that's your use as a woman."
"Oh, by the way," Vincent released his hand that wrapped her waist and grabbed her arm instead. He suddenly flung Chloe until she fell on the floor face first.
"AH!" Chloe groaned in pain, but she recovered fast as she didn't know what Vincent would do next.
She turned around and tried to grab the Principal's desk, using it as support to get back up.
Her legs trembled from all the pain she had experienced, but the fear was far bigger than just physical pain.
Chloe's chest rose up and down, trying to gasp as much air as possible as she stared at Vincent, who stood about three feet away from her.
Vincent clapped his hand with a grin, "Congratulations for not falling to a stupid trick. But don't get carried away, Chloe. You're still too stupid to face me."
"Do you think I don't know that you're sad? You're crying like a little bitch while rejecting me," Vincent's smile suddenly disappeared, replaced with a sharp gaze darting at Chloe with flat lips. "You look disgusting. Stop crying like a doormat, you weak bitch."
He was right. She was weak.
Chloe realized that she was vulnerable and weak. She didn't even know that Vincent was fooling her because, judging from Vincent's eyes, he looked genuinely sad and in so much pain.
But even if he was genuine…
"Whether you fool me or not, my answer will not change, Vincent," Chloe stated firmly. "There will be no second chance for you— for us as a family. We're done."
"Can you repeat that again?" Vincent taunted.
Chloe took a deep breath and shouted, "WE ARE DONE, VINCENT GRAY!"
Chapter 403
"WE ARE DONE, VINCENT GRAY!" Chloe shouted right at Vincent's face. The high ceiling of the Principal's office made it easy for her voice to echo around the room, and that lingered in Vincent's head.
It was like an insult for Vincent, knowing that a woman dared to yell at him, and this woman was supposed to be his wife, the best piece of a good woman that would always obey him.
"Is that so?" Vincent replied lightly, but his jaw tightened, and a vein appeared on his temple when he heard that loud statement. His breath started to get heavy as he tried to hold his anger.
He knew it was weird for him to get angry when Chloe rejected him. After all, in his dictionary, there was no such thing as rejection.
Chloe's relationship with him was solely built because Chloe needed him as a man.
She was a weak, stupid woman, born from a poor family that could be bought with money.
Vincent bought Chloe's family with money, and even if he couldn't buy Chloe with money just because she was a bit too idealistic with what she viewed as a good family, he could just lock her up and bully her a bit until she gave up and became his obedient wife again.
"Do you understand that you're going to anger me now, Chloe Gray?" Vincent asked. "Just like what I said before, I have a paper thin patience for a stupid woman who said stupid shit."
Chloe observed Vincent from head to toe, and she knew that Vincent wasn't playing around, and the next thing that would happen was predictable for Chloe.
He would beat her up until she cried on the ground, trying to shield herself by curling her body like a ball.
She knew the risk and should've stopped here and apologized.
Yet…
She didn't want to do it.
She didn't want to beg for forgiveness anymore because no matter how many times Chloe would beg and kiss his feet, he would never change.
Thus, Chloe gritted her teeth as she tried to fight the fear creeping up from her feet.
Her knees were trembling, so she leaned at the desk for support. She gripped each side of the desk until her nails shallowly dug into the wooden desk.
"I will not change my mind, Vincent!" Chloe shouted boldly. "I said that we are done! So stop bothering me and sign the divorce paper already!"
Vincent's gaze got deeper and filled with maliciousness after he heard her answer. He scoffed at masking his terrible wrath, "You're truly an idiot, Chloe. Ten years with me, and you still failed to understand my preference."
"I want an obedient woman, how many times do I have to repeat that?"
"And I will never be an obedient woman for you, Vincent. Not when you don't appreciate me for the past ten years," Chloe retorted.
The more Chloe argued, the angrier he got.
He was at his limit, so he cracked his knuckles and murmured, "Well, there is nothing I can do then. I need to discipline my wife by beating her a few times. We did this a lot before, you can handle it."
Vincent took one step forward, and Chloe quickly threatened, "Don't you dare to come closer!"
"Why not?"
"B—Because I have bodyguards in the school! I can always shout as loud as I can, and they will come to save me!"
Chloe thought Vincent would be deterred after knowing she had a bodyguard, but he looked at her with a thin smile and tilted his head, "You mean the two bodyguards your new man sent to protect you? The man is acting as a security guard, and the woman is acting as a janitor, correct?"
"H—How could you—"
"I subdue them," Vincent replied curtly. "They're good, but not good enough when they have to fight five burly men at once, no?"
Vincent brazenly advanced two long steps toward Chloe until the tip of their shoes touched.
He leaned closer and faced the terrified Chloe with a vicious smile, "Do you think you can fight me with something like that? You should tell your new man not to take me lightly, or I will crush him once I know his identity."
Chloe gasped when she realized that Vincent could always obtain Vernon's identity by torturing those two bodyguards. Vincent seemed to catch on to the idea.
"I can always use those two bodyguards to tell me who is your new man, but that wouldn't be so fun, right? I'd love to know his identity through your mouth instead."
"I have thousands of methods to break your tiny escapade, Chloe. Do you think me— Vincent Gray, has no capacity to find a random man who dared to covet my wife?"
Vincent leaned even closer and placed his hands on top of Chloe's hand on the desk. He drew his face closer to Chloe's until the tip of their noses touched.
"You're so naive if you think you can fight back. Do you think this is some kind of wish-fulfilling story for a stupid woman like you?"
Vincent's viper-like gaze was so threatening when they were this close. Her whole body felt weak, and she started to feel lightheaded as fear took control.
'This is it. This is my end…' Chloe thought. 'I tried to fight back, but Vincent is just too much….'
She thought things couldn't get worse until her phone ringtone suddenly rang.
Chloe's eyes widened, and Vincent instantly noticed her fear upon hearing the ringtone.
He smirked evilly and asked, "Oh? It's so rare for you to get a call from someone. You don't have a friend after we got married, and you know that your family hates you, right?"
"With all that checked out, that only leaves one person to call you right now," Vincent said. He saw the terror in Chloe's eyes. She must've been terrified as the secret man's identity would be revealed soon.
Chapter 404
Vincent separated himself from Chloe to give her a little space, but still close enough that he could always subdue her stupid struggle if he needed to.
He lifted his hands and ordered, "Go on, pick up the call."
Chloe swallowed her saliva hard. She was being stared at by Vincent right now, and she knew that Vincent just wanted to taunt her before he crushed her.
There was nothing she could do to hide Vernon's identity. Vincent would find out about his identity as her benefactor as soon as she picked up the call.
The phone continued to ring nonstop. Vernon must be panicking, or at least anxious because both bodyguards had been subdued and uncontactable. He was probably on his way to the school just to check.
'I hope he's too busy at work though. I really don't want him to get discovered...' Chloe fretted in her heart. 'I really hope he stops caring for me at this moment, so he can save himself....'
"Pick it up, Chloe. I can't wait to hear the voice of that bastard who dared to fuck my wife."
Chloe was on the verge of giving up.
She knew she would probably get beaten badly if she refused to pick up the call.
But if she picked it up, Vernon's identity would be revealed, and his life would be ruined because there was no way Vincent would let him off.
In front of her nightmare, Chloe's mind flashed with all the happy memories he had with Little Vernon, watching him grow up from a bratty kid to an even brattier teenager.
Then he suddenly disappeared for ten years before he returned as a changed man. He looked intimidating and cold, but after Chloe had lived with him for the past six months, she discovered he was still the same Vernon she knew.
Bratty, picky, too confident, and spoiled.
But he was very dedicated to what he was doing and was a talented man.
'He is also a gentleman to Mackie and I. He might look rough outside, but never once does he ever hurt us....' Chloe's heart was warm as she kept thinking about Vernon and Mackie. 'Instead, he promised to celebrate Mackie's successful stage play. I don't know if I can attend it though, it will be a waste, unfortunately....'
Chloe stared at her nightmare for a long time and imagined all the cruel things Vincent could do to Vernon.
She might get it hard because she would be humiliated and abused. But Vernon might get killed at the hand of his own Big brother.
Thinking about all the kindness that Vernon did to her and all the help he gave to make her get better, Chloe thought it would be selfish for her to cower in fear.
'I--I'd rather see myself getting hurt, than seeing Vincent ruining the life of a good man.'
Thus, Chloe took a deep breath to muster her courage and tried to reason as long as she could protect Vernon, "Y--You can beat me now."
"Hm?" Vincent raised his brow. He crossed his arms as he got confused by Chloe's statement, "You want to be beaten? Did I hear that right?"
"Yes," Chloe nodded. "Beat me. You can hit me in the face or shove me to the ground. Y--You can-- do anything...."
Chloe's words astonished Vincent, which was rare because he thought he knew her in and out. Chloe was a pretty predictable woman, after all.
But this time, even Vincent was shocked by her.
"You... want to be beaten? You know how bad it could be, right?"
"I know," Chloe nodded with certainty. "I won't pick up the call, you can beat me instead."
Vincent saw the courage in Chloe's eyes, and he clenched his fist so hard that his whole body trembled out of rage.
"You're going to sacrifice yourself for this bastard?" Vincent asked. His expression got slightly twisted, "Heheh that makes me want to chop him to pieces now. Maybe cut off his dick and give it to you, I bet I can laugh at your misery."
He thought that would be enough to deter Chloe. He had never killed anyone before, but this might happen if she continued to fight back.
"He is not a bastard," Chloe clarified. She knew there was no turning back, so she freely said something that had been bugging her mind for a while.
"He is a much better man than you could ever be, Vincent."
"GRH! FUCK!"
Chloe jolted when Vincent suddenly kicked the chair at his left until it flipped. His chest rose up and down as he glared at Chloe.
He had lost his cool, and he wasn't proud of it.
But Chloe taunted him enough. He was truly at his limit now!
"You fucking dare to say that your bastard man is better than me? ME?! NOW YOU'VE DONE IT, CHLOE GRAY!"
Vincent raised his fist and aimed at Chloe's face. He didn't like to hit her face now because that should be for dessert later.
But this bitch needed to know her place! Vincent had to punish her, even if he had to ruin his plan!
Chloe closed her eyes, ready to accept the hit.
Right before the punch landed on her face, the phone suddenly rang again, and Vincent stopped.
His eyes darted at Chloe's chest, where she pocketed her phone, "PICK UP THE CALL!"
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"PICK UP THE CALL OR I WILL KILL YOU!"
Vincent's threat was so effective that Chloe's heart was shaken. She instinctively fished the phone out of her pocket and checked the caller.
Vernon.
"It's him, right?" Vincent asked impatiently.
Chloe glanced up to check at Vincent and thought it was a bad idea.
Because she had never seen Vincent this angry in her life.
"LET ME HEAR HIS VOICE!"
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"BITCH, I TOLD YOU TO PICK IT UP! DO YOU REALLY WANT TO DIE!?"
Chloe's trembling thumb hovered on the green button. She could just pick up the call and reveal Vernon's voice. It would save her from demise, at least.
But she wasn't a selfish woman who would allow Vincent to hurt Vernon-- the only man who had been good to her.
Chloe closed her eyes, and the first thing on her mind was Vernon, who smiled at her.
She also remembered one sentence that gave her courage.
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Discard any stupid idea of yours, and trust me.
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Chloe bit her lower lip, trying to stand her ground in front of Vincent, 'I trust you, Vernon. Even if it hurts me, I still want to trust your words.'
'And I will never let him hurt you, no matter what. Let Big sis Chloe protect you.'
Chloe opened her eyes slowly, staring at Vincent with different eyes than before.
Her eyes were filled with courage, and her heart was filled with determination to protect Vernon.
"WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG TO ANSWER THE CALL? STUPID BITCH, YOU'RE SERIOUSLY PISSING ME OFF!"
Chloe quickly rejected the call and glared back at Vincent. For the first time in her life, she hurled an insult back at the enraged Vincent;
"I'M NOT YOUR BITCH, YOU CRAZY BASTARD!"
Chloe collected all her strength into her hand and smashed her phone to the floor as hard as possible.
Crack!
Chapter 405
Chloe and Vincent simultaneously looked down to check on the phone, and both were surprised that the screen cracked so badly that there was no way to tell what was on the screen anymore.
The phone rang again, but since the screen was cracked beyond repair, Vincent couldn't read the caller's name nor press anything on the phone.
And he was pissed.
No, pissed was an understatement.
Vincent glared at Chloe as if she was just dead meat in front of him, "YOU WILL REGRET THIS, CHLOE GRAY," he shouted and then gnashed his teeth.
He clenched his fist again and punched her face without mercy.
"AH!" Chloe tried to shield her face with her hands but still screamed out of pain because that only sponged the damage a bit, at least not enough to break her nose.
Though, her palm was really red and shaking right now.
Vincent saw how red Chloe's palm got after trying to shield her face, and he scoffed, "See what you got when you're trying to disobey? Your palm is so red, you probably got a broken knuckle or two."
Vincent clenched his fist again, "The second one will break your nose. Your new man will be grossed out to see you with a crooked nose, you ugly bitch!"
Vincent was ready to punch again, and Chloe looked around the desk behind her to see if she could utilize something.
She spotted a small flower vase made out of ceramic on the table. She then glanced back at Vincent before gritting her teeth. Enduring the pain in her shaking palms, she grabbed the ceramic vase behind her.
Vincent was too focused on Chloe's face that he didn't know Chloe was armed with something. He raised his fist, ready to punch Chloe again, when Chloe suddenly swung the hand hidden behind her back and smashed the ceramic vase at Vincent's temple until the hard ceramic vase shattered.
"UGH!" Vincent groaned when a sharp pain suddenly attacked his head. He started losing his footing because he got a terrible headache and ringing in his ear.
As he looked down, he saw the debris of a shattered ceramic vase and blood dropping to the floor.
It took a while for Vincent to recover from the concussion. He was still standing on his feet because the blood angered him even more.
He looked up and saw Chloe had taken the chance while he was dizzy to dash towards the window, trying to open the window but could not.
Vincent chuckled mirthlessly as he saw his wife struggle to escape, like a terrified rabbit about to get eaten soon, "The windows are bolted. That old Principal did it for me out of respect and obedience, maybe she is too scared that I will demolish this private school since the land it sits on is fully owned by the Gray family."
Chloe gasped when she realized there was no escape anymore. She spun to watch over Vincent, who stood menacingly near the principal desk.
He still stood strong despite blood dripping from his left temple. The impact from the ceramic vase should be enough to knock a regular man out.
But Vincent was probably too much in rage to get knocked out now. Instead, it only fueled his rage even more, giving him some more motivation to hurt his whore wife really badly.
"Do you want to play cat and mouse in this Principal's office? Sure, I don't mind at all," Vincent smirked from ear to ear. His face was red out of anger, and he hissed through his teeth as he endured the headache.
"You are so dead, Chloe."
**
Mackie was in the backstage, taking off her costume and washing the paint on her face before she returned to Mr. Peterson, who was busy assigning the students for the next stage play.
"Mr. Peterson, have you seen my Mommy?" Mackie asked.
"Huh? Uh…" Mr. Peterson looked around and shook his head. "I don't see her anywhere, maybe she is still with other parents, watching the stage play?"
"Really? But Mommy said that she will come to me after I'm done!" Mackie said.
"Well, maybe she forgot about it?"
"No, she's not! Mommy never forgets about me!" Mackie insisted.
…
Of course, Mr. Peterson knew why Mrs. Gray hadn't come to find Mackie here.
He was also in cahoots with the old Principal to lure Mrs. Gray into the Principal's office, where she would spend time with her husband, Vincent Gray.
Mr. Peterson refused to do it at first, but that old Principal forced him to do it, or he would lose his job teaching here.
A job was hard to come by, especially for a drama teacher like him, so he… had to comply.
But looking at Mackenzie, who looked lost while searching for her mother, knocked his conscience.
He didn't know what was happening in this family and how Vincent Gray could do something as heartless as letting the bullying of her daughter run rampant in the school.
Many times, Mr. Peterson saw how Mackie was fighting against a few kids. They couldn't do a thing because the Principal didn't allow the teachers to step in and stop the bullying.
'I know for sure that Vincent Gray is not a good man. He is far from what is portrayed in the media,' Mr. Peterson thought.
"Should I go find Mommy?" Mackie wondered as she looked around backstage in worry.
She wasn't scared to be left alone. After all, she was still in school and it was pretty safe!
But she was scared that something might've happened to her poor Mommy.
After all, Mackie often saw her Mommy returning with bruises when Mackie wasn't around.
Mommy said it didn't hurt, but Mackie had been bruised a few times when she fell or fought against her bullies.
She knew that getting bruises hurt, so Mackie didn't believe her Mommy.
"Excuse me, Mr. Peterson, I will go and find Mommy in the audience hall!" Mackie said.