Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

"MOMMY, PUT ME DOWN!" Mackie yelled and continued to struggle.

Chloe clutched her daughter tighter in her embrace and ignored her pleas until they reached the lower floor. Chloe finally released her daughter and sat on the floor weakly.

She lost all her strength as she realized that she fucked up real bad.

'I thought I could stealthily borrow his shirt and throw it in the laundry. But he saw everything… literally,' Chloe wanted to scold her daughter for ruining her plan, but she realized that Mackie was just an innocent little girl, and she just wanted to help.

So Chloe had no right to scold her.

p Mackie stood in front of her Mommy, who sat on the floor, looking defeated after facing Big bad Uncle Vernon. She crossed her arms and commented, "Mommy, you shouldn't be scared when Mackie is with you! Mackie will protect you!"

'The thing is… your Uncle Vernon bullies me when you're either in school or sleeping. He bullies me in bed,' Chloe said in her heart, not wanting to give a vulgar detail to her daughter.

Chloe smiled and patted Mackie's head, "Well, Mommy is safe now, thanks to you. You should wash your face and brush your teeth first, okay? Mommy will start cooking."

"Un! It's okay, Mommy! It's Mackie's duty to protect Mommy!" Mackie said, imagining herself with a big sword and slaying the big bad wolf Uncle.

Mackie rushed to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, while Chloe returned to her bedroom and took off Vernon's shirt.

She looked at her naked self in the long mirror in front of her and got a full view of the marks scattered around her bony body.

She was really thin with bones protruding everywhere, but Vernon still passionately made love of her and marked her literally everywhere.

"I can't believe that he still wants my bony body. It looks so… ugly," Chloe commented to herself. "I guess when a man got really drunk, he doesn't give a crap about anything other than being consumed with their list. Vincent did that with a lot of women, after all…."

Chloe took a second look around her body. She noticed a few obvious spots, such as her tits that were red with Vernon's handprint since he fondled her boobs so much last night, and her nipples were swollen after he nibbled on them.

Vernon left so many hickeys around her stomach and waist. Lastly, there was an obvious red bruise between her inner thighs. It was perfectly shaped like his cock, proof that he fucked her thighs at least three times last night like a horny beast.

Fortunately, she could cover all that with her modest clothes. She had plenty of them. However, there was one spot that was impossible to cover normally, her neck.

Her neck and upper chest were covered with so many dark hickeys that it would take days until they disappeared.

"Maybe I could use concealer? Foundation and concealer, I think I need to find the tutorial on Youtube," Chloe murmured.

But then, she realized that she'd need tons of concealer and foundation because the mark was too dark and scattered evenly around her neck and upper chest.

So she had to scrap that idea.

"Ugh, I never knew that hickeys can be a problem. Vincent never gave me one. Now I don't know what to do…." Chloe said. She looked around her wardrobe and wore a long skirt and a long-sleeved shirt.

She grabbed a piece of a scarf from the wardrobe. It was a winter scarf that shouldn't be worn now since it was only the beginning of autumn.

But this was the only thing she could do to cover the shameful hickeys. She wrapped the scarf around her neck and was relieved when she couldn't see the hickeys anymore.

Though, it was a little uncomfortable to wear…

"Okay, now what, Chloe?" Chloe asked herself as she stared at the mirror. "You have to go up and prepare for Mackie and Vernon's lunch. Act like there's nothing wrong, and nothing happened last night. After all, you're not the woman in his heart. You're just a stand-in."

"But… can you even do that?" Chloe asked herself.

Obviously, after the passionate and heartfelt night, she experienced with Vernon, it would be difficult to act like nothing happened between them.

'Specially when he doesn't seem grossed out with my body…' Chloe thought. It was a surreal experience to see a man who didn't look grossed out by her body.

She had no experience with other men except Vincent, as he was her first love and only date before they married. But Vincent always looked at her pregnant body like she was the most disgusting thing ever, even making a vomiting gesture just to show how gross she looked.

'So I thought, I'm just gross in general….'

…

'I hope Vernon won't do the same. It's so heartbreaking for me….'

Chloe took a deep breath and braced herself. She grabbed her satin robe and Vernon's shirt because she had to put them into the laundry, "I will never use my robe again after this. It's the source of a disaster for me," Chloe complained as she went upstairs to the penthouse kitchen.

She thought Vernon returned to his bedroom and fell asleep again since he must've been experiencing an awful hangover after being so drunk last night.

But when she entered the kitchen, she almost jumped in fright when she saw Vernon sitting at the dining table, crossing his arms while staring dazedly at the wall in front of him until Chloe came.

Vernon darted his eyes towards her and stared blankly for a few seconds until Chloe lowered her head.

"I—I thought you returned to bed," Chloe said. "D—Do you not feel sick with the hangover?"

…

Vernon stared at Chloe for a while, and she lowered her head even deeper. She felt fidgety as her mind flashed with all the things they had done last night. It was too shameful!