Ch. 516..520: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 516-520
Chapter 516 "Scrap that agreement. You should come to the penthouse and live here with Mackie instead," Vernon said. He was annoyed but tried not to be too obvious about it.
"Are you sure? Does that mean we're on a truce? Can I get my phone then?" Chloe asked. She stretched her hand and opened her palm, ready to accept her phone in Vernon's possession.
"Hey, hey! I'm just allowing you to live in the penthouse! The bet is still on, and your phone is still in my possession until we get to see what Dorothea will do!"
"Alright then," Chloe nodded. "Then, should we talk about Mackie's transfer? The school will start tomorrow, so I'm thinking if I should come with Mackie and talk to the Principal about her transfer."
"No need," Vernon said. "I've told my friend working in the school to handle the transfer."
"Huh? Handling the transfer?" Chloe frowned. "You mean, I don't need to come to the school?"
"You two shouldn't come to that wretched school anymore. It's under Vincent's control, and he obviously has complete control over everyone there, including the Principal."
"If you tell the Principal about Mackie's transfer, I'm afraid that she will notify Vincent, and he will hold you hostage inside the school again," Vernon said. He seemed to have prepared everything beforehand to keep Chloe and Mackie safe.
"But, what would happen if the principal finds out about your friend?" Chloe asked. "Wouldn't that put her in danger?"
"She is a professional. I told her to be careful so that the old Principal won't sniff it out," Vernon assured. "But even if my friend finds it impossible to move Mackie's document. We can just make new documents for Mackie."
Vernon rubbed his thumb and index together and smirked, "Money talks, don't worry about documents and such. I can get it done."
"Now, what you need to do is to survey new schools for Mackie. I told Diamond this evening to start finding a few private schools that are good for Mackie. There might be less students, but they are all heirs of the elites," Vernon said. "You're going with Diamond to some of those schools to see if it would fit Mackie."
"And don't worry about safety, naturally that is on the top of my list," Vernon added. He was so well prepared for everything that Chloe was left speechless.
"W—Well, since you have prepared everything for Mackie, then I guess I can go downstairs to rest," Chloe said. "Thank you, Vernon."
…
Vernon stared at her with a deep frown. He crossed his arms in front of his chest like he was about to throw a tantrum soon.
"Is that it?" he asked.
"Huh?"
"Is that how you show gratitude? With only a thank you?" Vernon sneered. "Do you know how hard it is to convince my friend to help me with Mackie's documents? And how about all the calls I have to make to make sure that I can give the safest options for Mackie's new school? It's so exhausting."
"Uh… I'm sorry that you feel that way. What can I do to express my gratitude?" Chloe asked.
Vernon said nothing, but he pouted his lips slightly. Chloe quickly caught what he wanted. She grinned and teased, "Well, what do you want? I won't understand unless you say it."
"Damn it! Kiss me like before! Smooch my lips like you want me!" Vernon demanded. He was ashamed to have demanded this, but it was better to say what he wanted and get ashamed now than to regret it for the whole night because he could not get the kiss he wanted.
Chloe giggled.
She walked towards Vernon until she stood between his thighs. She looked down, and he looked up until their eyes met.
"It's just a kiss. Why do you have to demand it that badly? Is it different from our usual kiss?"
"It's goddamn different!" Vernon insisted. "I like it when you kiss me. I love it when you insert your tongue and take the initiative. I fucking love every second of it!"
Vernon's bold statement pleased Chloe to no end. She sat on Vernon's thigh and pinched his chin. She turned Vernon's head towards her and grinned, "Say no more, Big boy."
"Hmph…" Vernon closed his eyes when Chloe gave him another deep kiss, just like she gave him this morning.
The only difference was with how he immediately reacted and enjoyed every second of the kiss that Chloe gave. She nibbled on his lips, and Vernon instinctively wrapped his hands around her waist, feeling up the body he wanted to touch every day.
"Chloe…" Vernon called his beloved's name amidst their kiss. He opened his eyes slowly during the kiss, trying to peek at Chloe's beautiful features.
But he was shocked when he saw Chloe had her eyes wide open the whole time.
She winked at him, and Vernon's heart pumped more blood around his body. He was about to pass out just because of a wink.
Vernon tightened his arms around Chloe's waist to pull her deeper. He opened his mouth and their tongues started dancing into each other's mouths. Sometimes it was him that explored her mouth. Sometimes it was her turn to do the same in his mouth.
"Fuck, this is so hot," Vernon said after they halted their passionate kiss for a moment to catch their breaths. He was about to start again with the kiss, but Chloe covered his lips with her hand to stop him.
"Nu-uh, you've had enough," Chloe said.
Vernon frowned. He was already on cloud nine, and now he wanted more!
"Why not?" he asked. "Obviously, we both like it, right?"
"Yes, we do. But I'm afraid we will do something more if we kiss again," Chloe said. She looked down for a second, pointing at Vernon's bulge. It was so obvious that his big cock wanted to ram inside a hot pussy right now.
Vernon gritted his teeth, "And why is that wrong? I have been wanting it for a while. I just don't want to do it yet because you're still recovering from bulimia!"
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"I have been wanting it for a while. I just don't want to do it yet because you're still recovering from bulimia!" Vernon stated. "Do you think I can hold it for this long had it not because I care about you?"
"Oh, of course, I know that," Chloe smiled. "Honestly, I'm not sure when will be the best time for us to do it. Besides, your size is too big…."
"Then I can help prepare you, so you will be able to fit my size after getting used to it," Vernon tried to convince Chloe. He was at his wit's end now and would be grieving if he got a NO for an answer.
Chloe giggled, "You are so eager about this. Can't you wait a little longer?"
"I'm trying," Vernon said. "But I can't guarantee myself. Why don't we do it now?"
"Well, we can't go for more," Chloe said. "The bet is still on, and we're still not on the same page about Dorothea, remember?"
Vernon gritted his teeth. This goddamn bet and problem with Dorothea needed to go away so he could finally fuck his woman!
"Unless, you want to call it a truce," Chloe offered. "You should hand me my phone, then we might be able to hit it tonight."
…
Vernon closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His body was shaking because he was trying his best to say no.
'We can do it later. We can do it later,' Vernon kept chanting inside his heart to calm his raging heart… and raging cock.
As much as he wanted to fuck his beloved, he still had to maintain his rationality against her.
If he gave her the phone, he'd definitely contact Dorothea. And it would indirectly give the idea that Vernon was easily defeated with a bit of seduction.
'Well, technically, I am already defeated right now, but her safety is still my number one priority, no matter what,' Vernon thought.
"I can't do that. The bet is still on and I don't want to call a truce that will harm you or Mackie," Vernon said.
"Are you sure?" Chloe asked again.
"Yes, I am 100% sure."
…
Chloe sighed. She thought if she could seduce Vernon to give up. But it seemed that she had grossly underestimated his willpower.
"Well if you say so," Chloe accepted. She gave him a light peck that surprised Vernon as a parting gift. "You should release my waist now, so I can get up."
…
Vernon was reluctant to release the smooth waist that he liked to hold, but he had to give in, or else he might lose this battle of wits and willpower against Chloe.
He released her waist, and she got up.
Vernon stared at Chloe for a while and asked, "Will you maintain this persona in front of me even after our bet is done?"
"Depends," Chloe grinned. "I might have to be a bit more active to give you reassurance, but I still prefer you to be the eager one."
"And I don't mind spoiling you as well," Vernon said. He grabbed a pillow and covered his crotch to hide his obvious bulge. "Now go, or I might change my mind."
Chloe chuckled, "Good night."
Vernon was alone again in his bedroom. He dropped his body on the bed and sighed, "Well, this is for the best. Chloe is still trying to contact Dorothea, so I have to protect her even if it's against her will."
"She definitely has to repay me by giving me a good BJ later though," Vernon said. He put his finger on his lips, tracing the area that had been nibbled by Chloe just now.
If he could be honest, that kiss was so hot yet short.
He was unsatisfied, but that was all he could ask for now.
"Tsk, that old bitch needs to die or something, so we can get this over with."
**
Dorothea entered a lavish presidential suite in a hotel not far from Vernon's apartment. She tossed her bag on the nearest sofa and walked towards the long window pane with the view of glamorous New York.
It was beautiful, especially at night, but it wasn't her main focus.
She kept her eyes on a building not far from this hotel, a tall building called Phoenix Tower.
Dorothea stood there for a good minute, sighing full of woe, "This place is nicer than that small rented apartment I had to live in for two days. But there is no Chloe, or Mackie, or even Vernon."
"Now that I lost my opportunity, I don't know what I should do to pass my time…" Dorothea said. She turned around and ambled towards the bed.
She sat on her bed, staring emptily at the wall in front of her.
To say that she was sad was an understatement. She was in such a heartbreak right now.
She truly wanted to reconnect with her son and reunite with her granddaughter and daughter-in-law.
"Well, this is my punishment now. No matter how much I lament, I still won't be able to get my happiness," Dorothea chuckled, full of self-depreciation. "Now, what should I do to pass the time until my death?"
Dorothea was thinking about returning to her old self and started another round of drinking until she blanked out. She could pass the days like that until she suddenly got a heart attack and died.
"That doesn't sound too bad. At least I don't need to be reminded of my failure every single day since I'll be too busy getting dead drunk," Dorothea said.
As she was busy deciding whether she should take heroin until she overdosed and died faster, her phone suddenly rang.
Dorothea raised her brow. She sat on the sofa and grabbed her phone.
She checked the caller ID and picked it up instantly;
—
"What is it, Nigel?" Dorothea asked. Nigel was the manager of Gray foundation, and he was the man who had full control over the charity works.
"Madam, I got the memo that you want me to halt the fund for the scholarship awardees for three months. Are you sure about this, Madam?"
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"Just do what I told you to do," Dorothea said nonchalantly. "Don't worry, I will take full responsibility."
"I understand, Madam. I'm just making sure that you don't make a mistake with the memo," Nigel said. "Keep it in mind that we cannot reverse this decision after I locked the fund for three months, Madam. It requires complex bureaucratic work that is not easy to be done."
"Yeah, just make sure that all the cumulative allowance will be transferred in bulk to all the scholarship awardees after three months."
"Yes, Madam. Understood," Nigel confirmed. He had a bad feeling about this because he knew what Madam Gray did would anger Mr. Vincent Gray.
Nigel didn't know Madam's true intention and dared not ask. He feared he'd get involved in something that would harm his life.
Thus, he could only say, "Stay safe, Madam."
"Mhm, you too, Nigel."
Beep.
—
Dorothea tossed her phone right next to her. She was staring at the glass pane across the sofa, and again, her gaze was solely focused on the Phoenix Tower.
Her muddled mind cleared up a bit after the call. She remembered that she had a promise that she wanted to keep, and that was to help Chloe and Vernon.
"Well, technically, I don't need to do it anymore, since Vernon will not appreciate my help anyway," Dorothea murmured. "But I'm doing this to repent. I have to do something to compensate for all the mental damage I did to Vernon and Chloe."
"All I need to do is to make sure that Vincent is in shambles for three months and give Vernon enough window to do stuff that he's planning to do," Dorothea said. "And after that, I can just overdose myself and leave this cruel world without at least a bit of pride in me."
Dorothea wouldn't have any regret leaving this world after she did something for her second son. She knew it wouldn't be enough to compensate for their mental damage, but disrupting Vincent's structured business was the only thing she could do.
"Well, there is one thing that I still have a regret in my heart," Dorothea murmured. "It's you, Chloe Gray. I wish that I have enough time in this world to know you better. Though our relationship started rocky, I believe that we can bond pretty well, maybe you can still be my daughter-in-law and my best friend. I'm pretty sure having you around will have a better effect than wasting all my money to hire that sham Shailene."
Dorothea sighed, "Unfortunately, there is no way that Vernon will allow Chloe to meet me again after this. So that's the end of our short, but very meaningful relationship as in-laws."
Dorothea felt that God was playing with her right now.
She found the light in Chloe and Vernon, and thought she could join this small family to spend her old days taking care of her granddaughter. It would be a perfect remedy after decades of suffering in her younger days.
But it seemed that God didn't want to be happy, because he destroyed the only hope Dorothea had, and now she was all alone again.
**
Chloe woke up the following day feeling refreshed after what happened last night.
It went well because she realized Vernon wasn't all that mad at her despite all the crazy stuff happening yesterday.
She still refused to believe that Vernon yielded because of her kiss, but the way he reacted and begged last night to get a kiss gave her the idea that she had that kind of power over him just with her sex appeal.
"Ah, that can't be. He was just extra horny last night, So he acted out of character just to get what he wanted," Chloe denied. She just couldn't imagine herself dominating a man, especially an absolutely intimidating and domineering man like Vernon.
She spent her life getting dominated by men. She was always submissive, especially when she lived with Vincent for the past ten years. She was used to listening and obeying, not giving orders.
"But imagine how fun it would be to get dominated or dominate each other with consent. Wouldn't that make things hotter during sex?" Chloe wondered, then her cheeks turned reddish once she realized what she was thinking about. "Okay, I need to stop thinking about sex. I can't be a pervert like Vernon, there has to be one person with a clear mind between us at least."
Chloe got up and washed her face in the bathroom to prepare for the day. She opened the door, and was surprised by Mackie who was standing in front of her door with a wide smile pasted on her face.
"Good morning, Mommy!" Mackie cheered.
"Ah, good morning, dear," Chloe greeted back. "Why are you up so early?"
"That's because I'm so excited, Mommy!" Mackie said. "Will we go to my new school today?"
"Ah, I talked to Uncle last night. He said that he is still finding a few options for you dear, then we can visit the schools one by one. Maybe we can visit them in two or three days."
"Aww," Mackie pouted. She was so excited because she thought she could finally move today. "Can I at least go to my old school? I want to say goodbyes to my friends."
"W—Well, dear, we cannot go to your old school as well," Chloe said. She had to be honest with this.
"Why?"
"Because…" Chloe tried to think of a way to explain that the place was too dangerous for them and Vincent might hurt them if they decided to go there.
But Chloe couldn't find the right words to deliver this explanation, and she started to feel nervous as Mackie kept on staring at her, waiting for an answer.
"It's because of that old Principal."
Chloe and Mackie turned their heads at the same time and saw Vernon fixing his tie while walking toward them. He was already in his suit, ready for work in the early morning.
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"Principal? Mrs. Andrew?" Mackie asked her Uncle who was drawing near them.
Vernon stopped in front of Mackie and Chloe and nodded, "Mrs. Andrew, your Principal is a bad guy. She wants to lock you up inside the school once she knows that you want to move out."
"She wants to lock me up? Why?" Mackie asked again. She was far more interested in her Uncle's straightforward answer than her Mommy's careful answer that she always got whenever she asked about Daddy.
"Because she's an old witch, hahah," Vernon chuckled. "Well, because Mrs. Andrew wants to see you getting bullied by Jaden and Mia. That's why she won't let you out."
Chloe thought that Mackie would be surprised by this. But her daughter didn't even react.
She nodded lightly, "Un, Mrs. Andrew is a bad Principal! She allowed Daddy to beat Mommy and tried to stop me from entering her office!" Mackie said, recalling the event during the Autumn Festival.
Vernon grinned, "See? That's why you cannot go to your school anymore. What if that old witch wants Jaden and Mia to bully you again? And what if she catches your Mommy too? Do you want her to get beaten?"
"NO!" Mackie looked up at her Mommy and hugged her waist. "Mommy, I don't need to go to my old school! I don't want you to get hurt again!"
Chloe was stunned by how effective Vernon was. While she was trying to find a way to make up a white lie, Vernon came up with the truth but was still able to conceal how much of a bastard her father was. "D—Don't worry, dear. We don't need to go. But we have to wait until your Uncle gives me the list of all schools we can visit, okay?"
"Un!" Mackie nodded. She released her Mommy and hugged her Uncle's thigh now. "Uncle, I want a school without bullies! I don't want to hit or get hit!"
"Don't worry about it, I will put you in the best school. And I won't let anyone hurt you," Vernon said. He patted Mackie's head a few times before Mackie released her hug.
"Mommy, can I eat cereal for breakfast today?" Mackie asked.
"Dear, you ate cereal yesterday…." Chloe sighed. Her daughter would usually eat anything she made for breakfast.
But now that she couldn't use her right hand, she had to order breakfast from outside, and Mackie hated the food most of the time. So, cereal had become her go-to for breakfast.
It seemed that she started to be a picky eater like Vernon. It made Chloe wonder if Vernon might have influenced her daughter too much.
"How about I cook something for breakfast instead?" Vernon offered.
"No!" Mackie shook her head vehemently.
"Huh? Why not? I made good food," Vernon claimed proudly.
"It tastes like Mom's cooking, but it's not as good!" Mackie said. She stuck her tongue out. "Uncle can't cook as good as Mommy!" Mackie ran after quipping with her Uncle.
"M—Mackie!" Chloe called her daughter. She wanted her to apologize to Vernon, but she didn't stop.
Instead, she went to the penthouse upstairs, probably grabbing the milk jug and cereal herself.
Vernon laughed the whole time and claimed proudly, "That's my daughter!"
Chloe glanced at Vernon, waiting for him to refute his own statement just now. But he didn't. He just kept on staring at Mackie with a proud smile on his face.
He truly saw Mackie as his daughter right now.
Chloe went silent as she kept staring at Vernon.
She didn't know how to tackle his claim.
Of course, she was happy that Vernon seemed to have seen Mackie as his own. But she wondered if Vernon could stay interested in fatherhood after a while.
Vincent was also a very good father when Mackie was still a baby. She almost thought that Vincent would change his way after Mackie was born.
And he did… for three years.
Then, he grew stressed out, bored, and tired of fatherhood. He started cheating again, and now that Mackie was already seven years old, his cheating worsened. He even told his people to bully Mackie in school.
Chloe was scared that Vernon would also do the same. He'd be very excited at first, then abandon Mackie when he grew bored and tired.
'I want him to commit to raising Mackie as her new father, or simply put himself behind the line and never cross it,' Chloe thought.
Vernon finally checked on his beloved after Mackie went upstairs. He smiled at Chloe and teased, "You know— I think I deserve appreciation because I can handle that well, right?"
"Ah, you did," Chloe nodded. She had to give him credit because he handled it well. "Thank you, Vernon."
Vernon smiled proudly, but that proud smile didn't last long because he was concerned about Mackie.
"You know that you can't cover his awful deeds forever, right? Mackie will eventually learn about everything," Vernon reminded. "The only reason why I haven't told Mackie about Vincent's sins is because I respect you as her mother. You need to be the one who tell her about everything, not me."
Chloe lowered her head after that. She nodded weakly, "Mackie already learned about her father beating me. She saw how Vincent choked me in the Principal's office. She asked me about it, and I don't think I can lie anymore."
"So I told her that her father has a problem, and we can't return until Vincent solved his own problem. That's why Mackie stopped asking for her Daddy," Chloe said.
"That's good. But did you really tell her about everything? Including his cheating, abuse you experienced for the past ten years, and how he told the whole school to bully Mackie?"
"Maybe you should just tell her everything," Vernon said. "She should know that she never has a father in the first place. Vincent is not and will never be a good one, and Mackie should have just forgotten everything about Vincent and moved on."
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"It's not that easy, Vernon," Chloe shook her head. She sighed and leaned on the wall behind her.
All this talk about Mackie and Vincent's relationship made her nauseous and weak.
"Why is it not easy? I'm pretty sure that Mackie will understand. After all, she has witnessed how crazy Vincent can be with her own eyes! You just need to tell her everything and she will hate Vincent forever!"
"Vernon, calm down…." Chloe soon noticed that Vernon started to get worked up by this conversation. "You don't need to get upset about this…."
"Chloe— you—" Vernon took a deep breath to calm himself down. Again, he was about to yell at Chloe for being so wishy-washy. He didn't like that Chloe kept covering for Vincent for absolutely no reason!
Thus, Vernon calmed himself first and softened his voice, "I have the right to be upset, Chloe. Mackie might be a child, but she has been exposed to some of the most fucked-up thing a kid would ever see, yet you still want to lie to her?"
"And don't give me that 'Mackie is still too young' as your main reason. Mackie might be young, but you should see how much she matured for the past seven months or so," Vernon insisted.
"But—"
"And you shouldn't worry that Mackie will not have any father figure in her life," Vernon puffed his chest and bumped his chest twice with his fist. "She has me. I am definitely a better father figure for her— more than Vincent will ever be. Heck, she can pass as my daughter and nobody will question her, we are so alike in everything!" Vernon claimed, which wasn't entirely false.
In fact, Chloe could vouch that Mackie had more of 'Vernon' than 'Vincent' in her blood. Mackie's mannerism was almost like a perfect copy of Vernon when he was a kid, and she believed that Mackie and Vernon would make a great father-daughter pair.
But what made her hesitate?
Chloe stared at Vernon and shook her head out of instinct. She was still hesitating to tell her daughter about Vincent's shitty behavior despite the chance that was given right in front of her.
Mackie already had a negative opinion of her father, so it wouldn't be hard to convince her that Vincent was a monster.
But she believed that telling her about this would do no good.
It'd only traumatize Mackie and give her a trust issue towards older men, and probably growing up with hatred of men in general. Chloe didn't want to raise Mackie with hatred.
"I know that you'd make a great father, Vernon. But this is not the way to tell Mackie about it," Chloe said. "Please wait a bit longer, okay? Let me find the right time to finally tell her about everything. We cannot rush this, especially to a kid."
Vernon still thought that Chloe was way too soft. He believed that Mackie was just mini-him, so she must have the same mental fortitude as him.
He was already used to seeing all the shits happening in her family when he was around Mackie's age, including his father sleeping with so many women, his mother beating him plenty of times, and his Big brother who treated him like a pet.
He had experienced everything, so he thought that Mackie would be able to handle it as well.
Vernon had a lot to say, but in the end, he decided to keep his mouth shut because the only one with authority over Mackie was Chloe.
Vernon sighed, "Alright, I will be patient because I believe that you'll find the right time and method to tell Mackie about this. Remember, you should not cover up for Vincent's craziness, he's not worth it."
Chloe nodded, "I know, I'll think of a method. And thank you for urging me to tell Mackie about this. I need that."
Vernon was relieved and smiled at Chloe. He drew near her and gave her a light kiss on the temple, "No need to thank me. It's just something I have to do, since you two are my treasures."
Chloe said nothing, but her cheeks reddened after that statement. She was genuinely happy to be placed at such a high spot and be called a 'treasure.'
She liked the feeling of being treated special.
Thus, Chloe kept staring at Vernon's back and silently murmured his name, wishing that someday, she would have her own happy ending with the man who treasured her and her daughter.
**
Vernon was busy with work today. He had a lot to do, including working with Diamond to call and check if some of the selected private schools were good and safe for Mackie.
Vernon's throat was a little sore after doing so many calls. He drank a glass of water and said, "We'll have a lunch break first. I've been calling at least thirty schools, both public and private. My throat is sore."
"Sure sir, would you like to listen to my report regarding Shailene?" Diamond said.
"That fast?" Vernon frowned. It hadn't even been a day since their last conversation about Shailene. Though he hated that bitch for talking shit about Chloe. He didn't have the urgency to ruin her life yet.
"Yes, Sir. Didn't I tell you that I have a personal beef with her? While our lives might not be connected, the shitty thing she did with her skill and power as a psychologist was beyond evil. I have to be the one who shut her up," Diamond said coldly.
"Alright, alright. I gave you the permission already, remember?" Vernon sighed. "So, what do you know after a night of investigation?"
"Sir, you know that she is a psychologist famed for handling patients of domestic abuse, right? Be it verbal, emotional, or physical abuse. She is supposed to be the best in her field."
Vernon nodded. Obviously, he knew that.
"I've done a little research, and found out that most of her clients are highly profiled women— celebrities, socialites, and rich old ladies with money," Diamond said, intentionally giving a hint. "Sir, from the information I got, Shailene has one secret client that pays a crazy amount for every meeting they set up, and she is rumored to be an old lady."