Ch. 451..455: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 451-455
Chapter 451
Dorothea Gray.
Vernon's brows creased even more. He didn't know what the useless mother of his wanted to do by calling Chloe, but he knew that wasn't a good sign.
He ignored it for a while until the call ended and then unlocked the phone.
He was surprised that Chloe didn't put in any password, so he didn't need to guess her password.
'Could it be that Vincent also forbade Chloe to put on a password? So he can always check her phone if he wants to? Damn, what a control freak.'
Vernon decided to check on the call logs to see who called Chloe, and he saw at least ten missed calls from Dorothea tonight.
He shook his head out of disbelief, "This old hag must've planned to insult Chloe, probably going to intimidate her for whatever reason. She has all the time for the past ten years to protect Chloe from Vincent's abuse, but she never do it."
"She just kept blindly supporting Vincent just because he's the better version of me," Vernon murmured. He had a lot of resentment toward his mother, so he didn't have a single good expectation when he saw her caller id.
Chloe's phone rang again from Dorothea's call, and he decided to turn the phone off before putting it back in the drawer.
Vernon's eyes darkened as he imagined all the horrible things that Dorothea would say to Chloe. He shifted his gaze at Chloe and muttered, "I'll tell her to block Dorothea's number tomorrow, and probably Vincent's number too. We also have to find a way to get Mackie out of her current school. Need to save her before things get really bad."
Vernon turned around and left. He had decided to accept the offer from Vincent, just like Chloe advised.
That, and he had consider it for a while, and realized it'd be stupid for him to pass the chance. But he also had to take precautions for the 35% shares, though he still had no idea what to do with that one.
**
Chloe woke up in the morning feeling refreshed after a long rest. She opened her eyes slowly and stared at the ceiling of her bedroom.
She was trying to process what just happened last night and how she was in her room though she believed she must've fallen asleep after she climaxed.
'Wait, does that mean… I fell asleep when he was not even done yet? I didn't even give him a return service after what he did for me,' Chloe looked around again, and the realization hit her like a brick. 'Ah, he must've carried me into my room….'
'Ugh, I feel so selfish!'
Chloe covered her face with the pillow. The sense of guilt and shame were mixed into one, and she felt it was a missed chance.
'The mood was good, what if he actually wants to do more? I've missed my chance!'
Again, Chloe felt so dirty for thinking like that, but she just couldn't help to get excited whenever she had the idea of Vernon doing something 'more' to her body.
It took her a while to recover. She grabbed her phone to check the time, but it was turned off.
'Did I turn it off last night? Or did it run out of battery?' She wondered. She turned the phone on and checked the time and battery. 'Friday, six-thirty. Still 60%.'
Chloe didn't find anything wrong with her phone, so she got confused because she rarely turned her phone off.
She decided to just ignore it and got up from the bed. She stretched her body before leaving the room.
She checked Mackie's room and saw her daughter was still asleep, much to her relief. She went up to check on Vernon and realized that Vernon's bedroom was already open.
"Vernon?" she called as she entered the bedroom, but the room was empty, so she guessed he was probably going to the gym downstairs.
Chloe felt her left hand recovering faster, it didn't swell anymore, and there was no pain when she tried to use it to grab things.
So she decided to do the most basic things; making banana-apple juices for Mackie and Vernon.
Chloe still retained her skill despite only using one hand. She prepared two glasses of banana-apple juice and put them in the fridge before she went to Vernon's bed to pick up the scattered laundry on the floor.
She was so busy cleaning that she didn't know someone just came in and stood behind her. Vernon wrapped his hands around Chloe's waist and pulled her into his embrace.
"Ah—!" Chloe was surprised when the back of her head was suddenly buried between two strong pecs, filled with musky, manly smell and sweat. She looked up and saw Vernon smiling at her.
"Good morning," he said. "I thought it'd take you a while to wake up, especially after what we did last night."
Chloe's cheeks reddened, and she shook her head, "S—Sorry for last night. I shouldn't have fallen asleep…."
"And what'd you do if you didn't fall asleep last night? Hm?" Vernon teased.
"I—I—Um… doing my duty…." Chloe lowered her voice until it became almost inaudible. Unfortunately, Vernon caught it and smirked in response.
"Then, will you do it now? I'm pretty sure you'd make my day by 'doing your job,' hahah!"
"O—Okay…" Chloe nodded shyly. She was about to push herself out of his embrace and kneel before him to do her job, but Vernon stopped him.
"Not now, I just spent two hours at the gym, I stink," Vernon refused, but he was pleased with Chloe's willingness. So he released Chloe from his stinky embrace and allowed her to turn around and see his current self.
Vernon was wearing a wet white tee and jogger pants. His hair was damp, and his chest heaved after a long exercise.
Vernon teased her even more, "Now, do you still want to suck my dick? Pretty sure it'll be salty, hahaha!"
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Chloe swallowed her saliva. She braced herself as she was about to do something crazy, "W--Well, this is my first time ever doing it with a man after a workout session, b--but it's my duty. I--I will do my job!"
Chloe stuttered as she felt ashamed that she used 'duty' and 'job' as her reason. While in truth, she just wanted to taste a cock after a workout.
She acknowledged her promiscuity but couldn't care less. She started loosening up her restraint after knowing Vernon better. And she realized she could experience all the fun things she missed when she was with her ex-husband, Vincent.
Vernon went silent, but his eyes stared deep at Chloe's eyes, trying to pry on her intention.
He didn't want to make her feel forced, nor make her feel reluctant to do it. He wanted their intimate time to be based on consent... and love.
After finding the assurance and willingness in Chloe's eyes, Vernon had a little grin, "Go sit on the bed," he ordered.
Chloe followed his order and sat at the edge of the bed. Vernon went to close the door and locked it before returning to Chloe.
He checked Chloe's hands and asked, "Can you use your left hand?"
Chloe raised her left hand and clenched it without a problem, "My left hand has recovered."
"Good."
Vernon pulled on his jogger pants, and his warm, fully erect cock popped and bounced in front of Chloe's face.
Chloe's eyes followed the bouncing cock and focused on the bulbous tip. She swallowed her saliva, trying not to look too eager in front of Vernon.
Vernon stepped forward until his cock was right in front of her mouth. He reached Chloe's chin and lifted her head, "Just take it slow, okay? I don't want you to get hurt."
"Mm..." Chloe nodded.
Thus, Vernon released her chin and allowed Chloe to service his hard cock.
Vernon's cock was like a stone pillar. It was big and hard, like a rock. So she didn't need to prop it with her hand. Instead, she used her left hand to start tracing around his shaft before she started rubbing his balls.
Chloe saw the throbbing bulbous tip in front of her mouth. She looked up, staring at Vernon with her doe eyes before giving a tip a soft kiss.
"Urgh," Vernon grunted when he saw her eyes. Her doe eyes were so sweet, yet alluring at the same time, it was a major turn-on for him, and his throbbing cock got even harder in an instant.
Chloe had a little prideful grin when she saw Vernon's reaction, both from his face and cock. She opened her mouth lightly and kissed the tip before putting half of his tip into her mouth.
Vernon took a deep breath and let out a low 'fuck' when his cock entered Chloe's warm and soft mouth.
Chloe seemed to have gotten used to Vernon's size in her mouth so that she didn't struggle to slowly suck the bulbous tip and lick it like a lollipop.
"So, how does it taste?" Vernon asked. He was curious because he didn't think Chloe would put his sweaty dick into her mouth.
Chloe looked up and replied with a thick cock still inside her mouth, "Shal--thy."
Vernon grinned and inserted his fingers inside Chloe's chestnut hair, slowly combing her hair as she serviced him, "Thought so, but you don't seem to be grossed out with it."
"Tas--thy..." Chloe added.
Whether true or not, it was enough to send shivers around his body. Vernon felt like every kiss, lick, and suck Chloe made was powerful enough to make him cum quicker than he expected.
"Umm... ah... ahmp--" Chloe closed her eyes as she enjoyed her salty lollipop. Her left hand started stroking Vernon's cock while she tried to go deeper to suck the shaft.
"Urgh, fuck!" Vernon cursed as he tried to hold off his ejaculation. Chloe was just way too effective on him. Whatever she did was seductive, and whatever she did brought the best in him.
Chloe loved the tip so much that she kept using her tongue to wrap around the bulbous tip until she felt the cock getting bigger and started twitching.
She realized that Vernon was about to cum. She looked up while she kept sucking, waiting for Vernon's instruction.
Vernon grinned at her, his chest heaved as he held it, "Let go, love. I don't want you to drink it, it might be too salty for you, heheh."
Chloe nodded and opened her mouth, releasing the hot and salty cock out of her mouth. Vernon grabbed his dick and started jacking it off.
At first, he thought about cumming on her face, but he looked down and realized he had another spot he hadn't tainted.
Vernon used his other hand to unbutton the first two buttons on Chloe's pajama, exposing her tits.
"Chest up, love," Vernon ordered.
Chloe instantly understood what Vernon wanted. So she puffed her bosom and her tits jiggled.
She used her left hand to prop her tits up, waiting for Vernon to reach his climax.
"Hrgh... fuck! I'm cumming-- Cumming!"
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
Vernon aimed at Chloe's chest and shot all his semen onto her tits. It had been a while since the last time Vernon jacked off, so he had a lot stored inside his balls.
"Ah-- mmfh!" Chloe closed her lips when some of his cum shot inside her mouth instead.
Vernon was catching his breath after shooting his cum on Chloe's tits. He observed his art, the rosy bosom of his beloved woman, smeared with sticky white paint.
Some of his cum flowed down into her cleavage. It was such an erotic scene that it made him feel like he could go for the second round.
His cock twitched again and got hard in an instant, so he rushed to the bathroom to take a bath, or he might go for a second and then a third, and there would be no turning back.
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Chloe got up and pulled a few sheets of tissue to wipe the cum on her lips and chest. Her eyes followed Vernon, who rushed to the bathroom, probably taking a shower and preparing himself for the day.
Chloe walked towards the bathroom door and knocked twice;
"Um… Vernon, I've prepared banana-apple juice for you. I've also ordered a takeout. You don't need to cook anything,"
'Ah, crap,' Vernon cursed inaudibly as he heard Chloe at the door. He wanted to say that he'd rather cook by himself than eat trash food, but he didn't want to hurt Chloe's feelings.
So he politely rejected, "I'll just drink the banana-apple juice you made!" Vernon said. "I'm not too hungry!"
"Okay…" Chloe was a bit stumped, but she already knew that Vernon was a picky eater, and no matter what food she ordered, he'd probably hate all of it except for the one she cooked. "I'll leave now!" Chloe shouted as she heard the shower was turned on inside the bathroom.
"Wait, Chloe!" Vernon's voice stopped her.
"Yes?"
"Did you have Vincent and Dorothea blocked?" he asked.
"Ah— uhm… I blocked Vincent a few months ago. I don't know about Dorothea…." Chloe said. She tried to remember whether she had blocked Dorothea or not. But found out that Dorothea had just slipped out of her mind.
She always thought that Dorothea didn't give a shit about her, so they ignored each other and continued with their own lives.
She wondered why Vernon mentioned this now. He never seemed to be bothered whether she had them blocked or not.
So what changed him?
"Block her too," Vernon said decisively while taking a shower.
"Um, okay…" Chloe obeyed though she found it unnecessary since Dorothea and she didn't have any conversation after Dorothea's birthday party in the Gray mansion.
"I'm serious, Chloe. Check your call logs. She had been terrorizing your phone the entire night," Vernon informed. His tone sounded serious— too serious, in fact.
Chloe almost gasped when she realized that Vernon must've checked her phone, which wasn't locked by any password.
Vincent always accused her of cheating for the smallest reason, including putting a password in her phone. It went as far as scolding her if she dared to lock her room or bathroom.
So she forgot to put a password because it had become a habit to keep everything exposed in front of Vincent, or he'd go nuts.
"… Sorry, I checked. She just kept blasting your phone last night. So I turned your phone off," Vernon admitted.
"Ah— I—it's okay…."
Honestly, Chloe didn't mind at all. She had nothing to hide from Vernon— as long as Vernon didn't check the gallery, of course, because Chloe saved the pictures of Vernon when he was little.
It was just a memory of the sweet past, but it'd still be embarrassing if he knew that Chloe kept his pictures.
"Um… I will leave now, Vernon," Chloe said.
She quickly left Vernon's bedroom. She went down and entered her bedroom to check her phone, and there she saw another missed call from Dorothea Gray.
It was weird because she believed she had no real feud against Dorothea.
That old woman was busy being a socialite, joining or throwing one fancy party after another. She always looked down on Chloe for being too ordinary.
Chloe wanted to join one or two of her parties, but Vincent always told her no and ridiculed her for buying a cheap dress, let alone an expensive one.
So she had no choice but to refuse all of Dorothea's invitations…
Chloe checked the logs and was shocked by how many times Dorothea tried to call her.
In total, Dorothea blasted her phone with twenty-one missed calls.
"What does she want?" Chloe wondered. Since there was no feud between them, Chloe believed that Dorothea wanted something from her. "Did Vincent finally tell her to start terrorizing me too? But I thought she said that my married life with Vincent is not her problem…."
Chloe remembered how often she complained that Vincent was 'cold' or 'unfeeling' towards Dorothea, and she got a cold shoulder.
The straw that broke the camel's back was when Chloe braced herself and told Dorothea about Vernon's affair, and she remembered Dorothea's response vividly;
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"The only thing you have of worth is between your thighs."
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Thus, Chloe simply removed Dorothea from her mind and focused on escaping Vincent's grasp in her own way.
"Is this Vincent's doing, or Dorothea wants something else?" Chloe suspected. Her eyes darted to the door facing hers, where Mackie was still sleeping. "Does she want Mackie?"
Mackie was Dorothea's most beloved grandchild. There were many children around Mackie's age within the branch family of the Gray family, but none enjoyed the privilege that Mackie experienced.
But that didn't matter because no way in hell would Chloe allow Mackie to meet with Dorothea.
Her phone ringtone broke the silence as she was still thinking about Dorothea's intention. She checked the caller ID, and it was Dorothea again.
"What's with her persistence? What's happening with her?" Chloe bit her lower lip. She grew increasingly nervous as she wondered what to do.
Naturally, she should've obeyed Vernon's words to ignore the call and block Dorothea's number, just like what she did to Vincent's and her entire family's phone numbers because all of them were just toxic.
But she had this sense of crisis. Her gut feeling told her that she'd miss something important if she cut Dorothea out of her life.
Chloe stared at the phone and waited until the call ended. She took a deep breath and promised in her mind;
'If she calls me again, I will pick it up this time, and only for one time,' Chloe told herself. 'I want to know what's on her mind, or maybe she's just trying to pressure me to return to Vincent, just like the rest of my family do.'
Chloe waited for another five minutes, and when she got the 22nd call from Dorothea, she decided to pick up the call.
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"Oh, thank god, you finally answered my call!"
Chloe heard Dorothea's voice on the phone, and her body tensed immediately. She knew she had no entanglement nor sin against Dorothea, but whenever she remembered that menacing old woman, she couldn't help but get nervous.
"Chloe? Are you there?" Dorothea asked.
Chloe gulped as she tried to swallow her nervousness. She sat at the corner of the bed, putting the phone near her ear, and answered, "H—Hello."
Dorothea had a huge sense of relief after the burden in her heart had been lifted a bit. She really thought that Chloe blocked her, just like how she blocked her family and husband.
'Could it be that she still sees me as a redeemable mother-in-law, or does she just forget about me completely?' Dorothea wondered in her mind. Though, the answer was actually quite obvious.
They weren't compatible as a family and tried to ignore each other, so it wouldn't be surprising if Chloe simply forgot to block her.
Nevertheless, it was Dorothea's chance to connect with her estranged daughter-in-law.
"Chloe, before you're thinking about hanging up, I want to have a small talk with you," Dorothea said, putting the warning upfront because she didn't want her conversation with Chloe to get cut.
Chloe stared at her opened door, ensuring Mackie was still sleeping.
Mackie spent much time with her Granny, so the old woman's voice was recognizable.
She feared Mackie might get too excited hearing her Granny's vote and accidentally spill Vernon's identity.
After making sure there was no sign of Mackie waking up, she answered, "Okay…."
Dorothea took a deep breath. She had A LOT of questions, especially since she thought Chloe was just an ignorant, arrogant, ungrateful low-value woman who was lucky to marry her son.
But Vincent's unhinged attitude yesterday caused Dorothea to have nightmares when she closed her eyes. Because Vincent reminded her so much of Vaughn. Vincent was almost like a carbon copy of his father, from his malicious smirk, arrogance, and perversion whenever they saw a woman getting hurt.
It was bizarre, and Dorothea felt immense guilt because she had indirectly caused Vincent to spiral into his current self.
"Chloe, be honest with me, what caused you to divorce Vincent?" Dorothea asked without beating around the bush. After all, this was the most important question.
Chloe's breath stilled for a second. She wondered if she had to lie again.
But she was out of Vincent's mansion already. There was no need for her to hide anything…
"There are many, many reasons for me to leave him, Dorothea," Chloe replied. Her voice was shaky and hoarse. So she sounded like a woman trying not to cry. "For the past ten years, I've experienced many unpleasant things with him. But what makes me decide to leave him that day… was him sleeping with his secretary during Mackenzie's birthday."
"He missed his daughter's birthday just because he wanted to spend a night fucking his secretary," Chloe answered without hiding a thing.
Many things made Chloe want to leave Vincent for a long time. But she always stayed for her daughter. As long as Mackie had a perfect family consisting of a father and mother, she could bear anything Vincent threw at her.
But she decided to leave when she realized that Vincent would rather fuck that whore than spend a night celebrating his daughter's birthday. Because their daughter was out of Vincent's equation, Chloe had no reason to stay.
Previously, Dorothea would slam Chloe for being ungrateful for leaving Vincent just because Vincent missed Mackie's birthday.
But this was a different case.
If Vincent missed Mackie's birthday because of work, Dorothea would scold Chloe.
But he missed his daughter's birthday because of another woman… and it was way too relatable to Dorothea.
She lost count of how many times Vaughn missed Vincent's— and all of Vernon's birthday. He was always busy fucking random chicks or just going on a golf trip with his colleagues, getting drunk, and smashing a few more chicks during the activity.
She first confronted Vaughn, demanding an explanation for missing out on his son's birthdays. But he always scoffed it out and said it wasn't important, so he didn't need to attend.
Dorothea was miserable, especially when Vincent always asked where his father had gone.
"I—I see…." Dorothea's voice started shaking as the terrible memories of her life with Vaughn flashed in her mind. "Did he cheat a lot?"
"Yes, every single day, usually with his secretary, or with a random woman, or even with the mansion's female workers," Chloe confirmed the harsh truth. "Most of the time, he did it on our marital bed."
Dorothea gulped when Chloe confirmed her fear; Vincent was a serial cheater with no regard for his wife's heart.
"You told me about his cheating. I thought it was you overreacting at that time, so I didn't take it seriously," Dorothea said. "I also have a similar experience. So, I try to ignore any kind of cheating because I don't want to be reminded of my terrible past with Vaughn. I am so sorry, Chloe."
Dorothea had never been this truthful in front of anyone except Shailene.
But when she put herself in Chloe's shoes, she realized they must have experienced almost the same thing living with the Gray family. Hence, she sympathized much easier with Chloe now.
Meanwhile, Chloe was too shocked when she heard the word sorry coming out of Dorothea's mouth.
It was so shocking that she thought she was dreaming right now.
Chloe checked the caller ID again just to make sure that she was on a call with the same Dorothea Gray, who always referred to her as an ungrateful woman without ever listening to her side of the story.
'What happened? What changed her like this? Is this some kind of trap?' Chloe had tons of suspicions in her head. So she stayed guarded when Dorothea asked another question;
"You never told me about this one before, but… I know that you've been abused by him badly. What exactly did he do to your body, Chloe?"
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'That question...'
She wished Dorothea could be a bit less biased against her back then, so she could see Chloe suffering for so long.
If she had a little bit of pity on her, she'd notice that Chloe went from having the perfect ideal body to suddenly going overweight and then going severely malnourished until she could barely stand on her feet.
'If only she's a bit more sympathetic to my situation back then. Or at least caring enough to ask if there was something wrong with Vincent and our marriage, things could've been so different....'
There were a lot of 'if only' in Chloe's head. She felt that question was what she needed when she was still married to Vincent. Back then, she had a bit of hope that Dorothea could see Vincent's craziness because she believed that Dorothea was not a bad person.
She was just... busy with her messy life.
She kept waiting and waiting, trying to give her hints until she lost hope. So, she decided to stop hoping for anyone to save her from Vincent's abuse because nobody would help her, not her family or mother-in-law.
"Chloe?" Dorothea called her name because Chloe was unresponsive on the phone. "Are you there?"
"Ah-- sorry, I was just... thinking about the past...." Chloe muttered. "I've always wanted you to know how badly he abused me. How he ruined me physically and mentally, and made my life a living hell for the past ten years...."
Dorothea inhaled deeply as she noticed that Chloe's voice contained hopelessness. As if she had given up all hope of being rescued.
"I am so sorry, Chloe. I-- I know sorry is not enough," Dorothea said. "That's why I want to--"
Beep.
Dorothea was still talking when the call was suddenly disconnected, "--help you...." Dorothea finished her sentence alone. She checked her phone and tried to call Chloe again, but it quickly got rejected.
She frowned, "What's wrong? Why did she reject my call?" Dorothea tried calling for the third time, but the call didn't go through. It seemed that Chloe had turned her phone off.
Dorothea got worried that something terrible had happened to Chloe.
Vincent told her that Chloe was now staying with a new man, probably an old millionaire in New York, and tried her best to avoid Vincent.
Dorothea asked him to just drag Chloe back to the mansion, but Vincent said he was playing a long game and wanted Chloe to return with her own initiative, even out of desperation.
"She doesn't sound like she's in pain just now, so it's safe to assume that she's being treated well by her new man, right?" Dorothea theorized. "Then what about the sudden cut? What's wrong with her?"
Since Dorothea couldn't do anything right now, she just wished Chloe would call her back. She wanted to have more heart-to-heart conversations with her daughter-in-law, and hopefully, Chloe could trust her enough so they could meet.
"Let's just hope she's doing alright. I already feel guilty for ignoring her for the past ten years, I'd feel even more guilty if I can't even save her now."
**
Meanwhile, Chloe-- who was listening to Dorothea-- gasped and quickly turned her phone off when Vernon walked in and stood at the door, staring at her with deep eyes full of annoyance.
He tried to tone down his annoyance, but it always came off as strong because he overheard Chloe's conversation with Dorothea.
"V--Vernon, w--what are you doing here?" Chloe tried to act natural, but her nervousness was so obvious that it only annoyed Vernon even more.
Vernon opened his mouth, but before he could speak, there was another call from Dorothea.
Chloe quickly rejected it and turned her phone off.
She tossed her phone to the bed behind her back and focused all her attention on Vernon, "Do you need something? I--I can try to cook if you want."
"Drop with the pretense, Chloe. You're not fooling anyone," Vernon said coldly.
Chloe's heart dropped when she heard Vernon's cold, unfeeling voice directed toward her.
Their relationship had been developing so well that Chloe forgot how cold he was towards her initially.
Nowadays, Vernon always talked to her gently, and his voice always had that longing and loving sensation that could make her blush simply because it made her feel wanted.
But now, all of that sweetness seemed to have vanished instantly.
Vernon put his hand on his waist. He sighed and lowered his head as he didn't want to scare Chloe.
But he was annoyed, disappointed, and worried right now.
"Did you not realize who was on the phone with you just now?"
"I--I know...." Chloe replied meekly. "It's Dorothea..."
"Yeah, my bitch mother," Vernon said curtly. He was always pissed off whenever the topic was Dorothea.
He just had no good memory of that useless mother of his. From the day he was born up until now, he never had any sweet moment that he could treasure.
She was always drunk, crying, laughing, or all of them simultaneously. She was a crazy bitch, and Vernon was glad that Chloe came into his life, or else he'd be a mess just like his Big brother.
So he was disappointed that Chloe started talking to Dorothea, especially when they were talking about Vincent's abuse.
Obviously, Dorothea didn't give a damn about Chloe.
She had all the chances to help her, and she didn't. She was just an ignorant woman on the edge of killing herself, not that Vernon cared anyway.
That bitch could rot in hell for all he cared. It'd make his job easier as well.
"Just block her, Chloe. She has ill intentions, you don't want to fall into her manipulation," Vernon said. "I don't want you to do something stupid because of her."
"I--I will do it later...." Chloe replied though it was obvious that she wouldn't block Dorothea's number.
"Tsk," Vernon stretched his arm and opened his palm, "Give me your phone. I will block her myself."