Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother



"Don't you dare touch my daughter, you bastard."

Vincent could finally register the man in front of him from his voice. It was none other than Vernon Phoenix Gray, his little brother, the man who ruined his life. 

Vernon's voice was calm, but it held a lot of rage behind it as if he wouldn't hesitate to pummel Vincent to death if he dared to touch Mackie again. 

Vincent gritted his teeth, he tried to get up, but Vernon quickly kicked him in the stomach. 

"URK!" 

The sharp pain in his stomach was enough to incapacitate Vincent. He lay on the ground like a sore, cowering while holding his stomach as he was about to puke his lunch. 

Vincent glared at his little brother and cursed, "YOU PIECE OF SHIT! I WILL FUCKING REPORT YOU TO THE POLICE!"

"You can try," Vernon replied coldly. "But you're the one who's going to be arrested for attempted kidnapping. Surveillance cameras are everywhere, and see what will happen to your already awful reputation."

Vernon stepped on Vincent's chest to stop him from struggling. He looked down on his Big brother, who looked so pathetic right now.

He looked over his shoulder and saw Mackie was still petrified on the spot, so he said calmly but commanding, "Go to the car, Mackie."

Mackenzie snapped out of her daze and simultaneously looked at Vincent and Vernon, "D—Daddy…"

"I have to clean up this trash first. Go to the car and lock the door, NOW!" Vernon raised his voice to signal his Little Wolf about the urgency.

Mackie finally turned around and rushed to the car. She locked the car from inside, watching her Daddy, who stepped on her biological father. 

Vernon returned his attention to Vincent and sneered, "Do you really think Mackie will turn around and help you? Vincent, I'm not a crazed idiot like you. I know how to treat my loved ones right. That's why we have a happy family right now."

"It's because of you!" Vincent yelled. "It's you who influenced my daughter so she wouldn't believe me! You fucking traitor!"

"She is MY daughter. She doesn't need her biological father, especially when he is a scum like you!" Vernon yelled back. "Listen, you bastard, the only reason I haven't killed you is because of Chloe. She told me not to hurt you as you have enough punishment already," Vernon said. His heart burned every time he remembered how Chloe gently told him to at least ignore Vincent's existence. He was jealous, thinking that Chloe still had a feeling for Vincent.

But then, he remembered how she forgave Dorothea. Chloe was simply a woman with a soft heart. 

So Vernon got softened in the end. 

"But I don't think I will be soft anymore. This is the last time you will ever see Mackenzie, Vincent," Vernon said.

Vincent's eyes widened.

He had an ominous feeling about this, "W—What will you do? Chloe will be angry if she knows you're going to kill me!"

"Really?" Vernon sneered. "Then let's hear it from herself."

Vernon grabbed his phone and called his wife. It didn't take long for Chloe to pick up the call.

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"Yes, honey? Did you pick Mackie from her school already?"

"I did, and you'll be surprised by what I see," Vernon said. He looked down on Vincent and continued, "Your ex-husband, this bastard Vincent Gray, tried to kidnap Mackie in front of the school gate. It was a close call. I was lucky that I arrived on time."

"Chloe!" Vincent couldn't help shouting his beloved ex-wife's name. "I miss you so much! Please come back to me! I will change! I promise I will change!"

"I didn't try to kidnap our daughter. I just miss her so much. I miss you and our daughter. I miss our family life!" 

There was a trace of desperation in Vincent's voice. He began to cry as he imagined the good old times.

"Please… I'm begging you, Chloe. I want you back, please!"

…

There was a long silence on the phone until Chloe asked, "How about Mackie? Is she hurt?"

"No, she's safe. I told her to stay in my car and lock the door from inside. I just want you to know what kind of stunt Vincent pulled just now," Vernon said. He trusted his wife to make the best judgment and waited for Chloe to command him.

"I see. Please come back home with Mackie as soon as possible. I'm worried sick right now," Chloe said. "And about Vincent, can you get rid of him?"

Vincent's eyes widened, "C—Chloe? How could you—"

"I don't want blood on your hand, so get rid of him by locking him out somewhere. Make sure he will never see Mackie again for the rest of his pitiful life," Chloe said coldly. "I believe you can do so much, right?"

Vernon chuckled, "Sure, I can do much more. But I definitely can if you want me to put him somewhere."

"C—Chloe, I—" Vincent wanted to talk more with Chloe. He believed Chloe's heart would eventually melt if she knew his pitiful condition.

Unfortunately, she cut him short.

"Don't speak anymore, Vincent Gray. You are dead in my eyes," Chloe said. "You should be grateful I didn't ask my husband to kill you."

Beep.

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Vernon had a wide grin as Chloe hung up the call, leaving Vincent speechless.

"Chloe has no more feelings for you, Big bro. But she is still the same gentle lady. So I will heed her request," Vernon scrolled through his phone to call Meyer. "You will never be able to leave your mansion for the rest of your life. I guarantee it."

Vernon stomped on Vincent's chest for the last time, listening to him grimacing in pain until he turned around and gave an order to Meyer on the phone while walking back to the car, "Meyer, go talk to Priscilla and Nigel. Break his legs, arms, or whatever. I want Vincent to be locked in his mansion forever."

Beep.

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