Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

"Vincent Gray, look into my eyes and tell me truthfully, do you still love, and think of me as your rightful wife?"

Vincent went silent instantly. He wasn't sure how to answer the question that was shot out of Chloe's mouth. When they first got married, he thought that he would love her forever and had many children with her. Having a family of his own was nice, but when she got pregnant, Vincent got impatient waiting to have sex, so he went outside and started fucking around to relieve himself.

That one time started the spiraling ecstasy of cheating that drowned him, making him addicted to repeatedly cheating with many women while ignoring his real family. Even after Mackenzie was born, his habit only got even stronger.

If he said he loved her, she might tear through it and call him out as insincere.

Chloe bit her lower lip, and the tears started streaming freely from the edge of her eyes, "Fine, I'll ask you a simple question!" She stammered. "Are you willing to fuck me just like you did before I got pregnant?"

…

Another question was left unanswered.

Vincent wouldn't lie that he felt so gross to even think about fucking Chloe when she got fat from pregnancy. Plus, the years of mothering Mackenzie made Chloe fatter and unkempt, giving Vincent more reasons to sleep with his secretary and even more women outside.

Even after Chloe had reverted back to her original body... he thought deeply.

Vincent gulped. He was absolutely tongue-tied right now, unable to answer any question from Chloe.

Chloe's heart sank when she realized that Vincent couldn't say anything now. She knew that she was already undesirable to him. There was no reason to stay.

"I'll take your silence as a no then." Chloe spat out, her face red with anger. "Fine then. That's a good reason for a divorce. Sign the paper. I'll handle the rest—"

"No."

Chloe was astonished when Vincent still firmly refused.

"What do you want then? What do you want from this kind of loveless marriage? If it's about Mackenzie, we can take turns parenting and make her feel there's nothing wrong between us. Simple as that," Chloe said. She shook her head out of disbelief, she just couldn't handle this man at all. "I just can't, Vincent. You don't desire me at all and you forced me to play little house while you fuck around outside. Do you think I'm just furniture in this house, your fucking mad!?"

Chloe struggled again, and Vincent finally released the grip on her wrists. She looked at Vincent still with eyes glazing with tears.

Vincent took a deep breath. He looked away and replied, "Do you think I'm stupid? I know that you just want to take my money from the divorce settlement, and you can sleep with other men, ain't that right?" Vincent said. He sounded calm when he accused Chloe of such a thing. "Leech."

"How dare you! I don't need your fucking money, not after all this!" Chloe yelled. "I will only take my belongings and my daughter. Nothing else!"

Chloe walked off from Vincent and went to their bedroom. She had already packed everything in big luggage— containing only her clothes and a few bags and shoes.

She returned to Vincent, who stood still, eyeing her like a hawk.

"Sign the divorce paper. I can't wait for us to officially end in the court," Chloe said. She walked to the front door, and Vincent finally reacted.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Anywhere not here, I will bring Mackenzie's stuff with me after finding a place to settle. It won't take long." Chloe said firmly.

"You won't survive, Chloe. You won't be able to work anywhere. You're 35 years old. Nobody wants an old woman like you-" Vincent said ruthlessly.

Chloe halted her step and looked over her shoulder. She was so hurt that she wanted to cry again. But there were no more tears to be shed. She was done with him.

"I hope you won't say the same thing to your next woman, Vincent Gray."

Chloe finally left the house, leaving Vincent alone in the home they built together. She called a taxi and asked the driver to go to the nearest motel because she didn't have much money.

Chloe turned her head and watched the beautiful home she treasured so much. She had a lot of memories there, but the bad memories outweighed the good ones.

'My beautiful family….' Chloe mumbled, lamenting over her shattered family.

**

Meanwhile, Vincent was still trying to process what had just happened. He sat on the sofa and put the divorce paper on the table.

He grumbled and placed his hands against his head. Did he really say those hurtful things to Chloe just to vent out his anger? His instinct told him not to divorce her, despite him being unsure if he still loved her or not.

The divorce settlement wasn't an issue. He had so much money from his company and inheritance. Even if Chloe had to get half, he would still be filthy rich.

Signing this paper would mean that he could be free from the guilt of cheating. He could sleep with anyone he liked without repercussions, and Chloe had already said that she would take Mackenzie with her.

He would be free...

"But why?" Vincent asked himself as he continued pondering. "Why can't I sign this divorce paper?"