Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

'Okay, think Chloe, you must find something to cover your body first!' Chloe thought. She looked around the room and noticed the wardrobe.

She remembered that Vernon had many T-shirts in XL or XXL size because of his wide shoulder, 'I could borrow one of his tees first, then I'll change my clothes and throw his tee to the laundry. He won't suspect a thing! Damn, Chloe, you can be so cunning!'

Chloe walked to the wardrobe and opened it carefully, ensuring she didn't make any noise.

Vernon didn't have many t-shirts, actually. In fact, he had more suits and formal shirts than just a regular tee, a sign that he rarely came home, so he didn't need to buy much of those.

'He is really a hard-working man…' Chloe thought. She knew that Vernon could get all he wanted, he just needed to call his Big brother— Vincent Gray, and he'd be granted all the money he needed.

But Vernon decided to start from the bottom to rise to the top, 'He must've worked nonstop these past years just to be in his current position.'

Though, Chloe also wondered about one thing, 'Did he work for all of these just for the sake of money… or does he has other intention?'

She fondly remembered her time raising Vernon, and she knew well that Vernon was NOT a kid who liked luxury that much. Sure, he wanted shiny stuff and toys, like a regular kid. But he never showed so much fondness for his life in Gray's mansion.

He even told her once that he wasn't interested in working with his Big brother or being a CEO like his Big bro.

So, for him to actually followed the same path as Vincent, Chloe thought there must be something that he wanted to do.

'Maybe it's that girl in his heart?' Chloe wondered. 'Vernon didn't seem surprised when I said I had another man before him last night. So I guess the real woman in his heart must've left him for another man. Maybe that break his heart so badly….'

For some reason, Chloe felt that Vernon's woman had so many similarities with herself, giving her a funny idea in her head…

'No, no, that's not possible. Stop having wishful thinking, Chloe!' Chloe warned herself.

Chloe felt pity towards Vernon, who had just had such a terrible experience with that woman in his heart. She wanted to help, but the only thing she could do was be a good maid for him.

"MOMMY!"

"Ah!"

Mackie's voice from the door woke her up for the second time. Chloe shook her head to focus, and she grabbed one black t-shirt from Vernon's wardrobe.

As expected, the moment she wore Vernon's big t-shirt, it instantly became a loose dress covering her body to half of her thighs.

Thus, she didn't need to wear any pants. She turned her head towards Vernon, still sleeping on the bed, and was relieved that he seemed to be in such a deep sleep.

Chloe tiptoed as she passed the bed towards the door. Before she opened the door, she gave Vernon a melancholic gaze and allowed her intrusive thought to take control for a second, "Sleep well, husband," Chloe said with a low yet gentle voice. She wanted to say it because she knew that she wouldn't be able to say it again after this.

She twisted the doorknob and opened the door slowly.

She saw her little daughter was about to slam the door with her pan again, and Chloe quickly stopped her by snatching the pan off Mackie's hands.

Mackie looked up, and her face brightened once she saw her Mommy. She was so relieved because she really thought that Big bad Uncle Vernon had already eaten her Mommy last night.

"MOMMY!" Mackie yelled out loud.

"Ssshh!" Chloe quickly covered Mackie's mouth and picked her up. Chloe went out and closed the door behind her.

Chloe rushed to the kitchen and put the pan back in its place before dropping Mackie on the floor carefully.

Mackie looked at her Mommy, who seemed to have a rough night, and asked, "Mommy, did Uncle Vernon bully you last night?"

"Ah— N—Not at all. Uncle Vernon is too tired, so Mommy helped him to make him feel better," Chloe said. She had a faint blush as she said it because she knew well what kind of activity she did to help Vernon last night.

"Really?" Mackie asked. She didn't seem to believe what her Mommy said just now. "Mommy, don't lie to Mackie. I will protect Mommy if Uncle Vernon dares to bully! Mackie can fight bullies at school too!"

"Ah—hah… it's fine, dear. Mommy is in good health, see?"

"Um… but Mommy is wearing Uncle Vernon's tee-shirt…."

"Ah, t—this is because my sleep robe slipped," Chloe said. She noticed the black satin robe that Mackie held, so it made sense how Mackie knew she was inside Vernon's bedroom. "That's why Uncle Vernon lent Mommy his shirt…."

"Un… I don't believe you, Mommy," Mackie said.

"Why so?"

"That's because your neck has so many bruises!" Mackie said based on her observation. Her little mind started making conspiracy theories, "Did— Did Uncle Vernon pinched Mommy's neck so many times last night?"

Chloe's expression stiffened instantly. She totally forgot about all the hickeys that Vernon made last night!

Her skin was thin and pale, so any bruises would be visible and last for a while.

Chloe tried to think of an answer but couldn't come up with one. She was already outsmarted by an observant seven-year-old girl.

"L—Let's just forget about it, okay? Let's go downstairs, Mommy will change my shirt first, and then I'll cook for you and Uncle Vernon," Chloe said.

Chloe was about to pick her daughter up and carry her downstairs, but when Mackie looked down, she realized something was wrong.

"Mommy, your thighs are so red! Did Uncle Vernon pinched your thighs too?" Mackie asked. She tilted her head in confusion. She then noticed the redness on Mommy's inner thighs was long and wide.

"Did Uncle Vernon beat Mommy's thighs with a police stick?" Mackie asked.