Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 61-65

Chapter 61
“Oh, about that woman before, she is brazed enough to glare at you, do you know her?”

“… Her name is Priscilla. She is my secretary,” Vincent replied.

“Secretary? A secretary is bold enough to glare at you like that? Big brother, you have been too soft on her,” Vernon said. He had a thin smile as he added, “I never know that you have a weak spot for your secretary.”

“No, she is just one of that side piece. I just tolerate her a bit more because she is my current condom,” Vincent said.

“Hahaha! Okay, okay, I didn’t know she was like that,” Vernon said. They had a tacit understanding of what ‘condom’ meant.

It wasn’t about a real condom. When Vincent said so, it meant that woman was the woman he regularly had sex with, just to ensure he didn’t catch STD. Vincent learned this from his dad. Vincent naturally told Vernon about it when he was only nine years old in such an unnecessary detail.

Vincent looked at his little brother, who was smirking, “Don’t laugh at me. You have a lot more condoms than me.”