Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

'This will be such a fond yet forbidden memory that I will never forget for the rest of my life, my cute little— uh… my big Vernon,' Chloe thought.

Vernon stayed silent, but his hawk gaze lingered on his beloved woman, waiting for her to say something because she kept staring at him with such a meaningful gaze.

"Vernon, I know that you won't remember the detail of this night once you become sober tomorrow morning. I certainly wish that you won't remember how I acted as a stand-in for the real woman in your heart."

"But I wish you will remember this—"

Chloe put her hand behind Vernon's neck and pulled him deeper until their lips met.

Chloe closed her eyes while planting a tender kiss on Vernon's lips. It was a kiss full of longing, a longing for a happy life with a man who would treat her right.

With that kiss, she finally let go of this one-night fantasy that her little brother-in-law provided out of his drunken stupor.

Chloe kissed Vernon for a while until she felt satisfied. Then, she let him go and opened her eyes.

She checked on Vernon and saw Vernon was dazed after the kiss. She got nervous instantly, thinking that Vernon might be disgusted by her initiative to kiss him.

"D—Did I disgust you? I'm sorry, I will wipe it…." Chloe reached on Vernon's lips with her fingers, trying to wipe the stain of her saliva on his lips. But Vernon suddenly caught her wrist and said;

"Are you kidding me?"

"Ah— uhm… s—sorry?" Chloe apologized again. She didn't know what she had done wrong, but it was good to apologize just in case.

Vernon clicked his tongue and kissed Chloe back. His breaths heaved again, and he was ready for the second round, "You're doing that to seduce me, right? Because it's so fucking effective!"

"Ah— Vernon!" Chloe felt Vernon's cock harden again after she kissed him, implying she was never an eyesore for him.

"Fuck! clamp your thighs. I want to do it again!" Vernon said as he was ready for the second round and a long night.

**

Mackie woke up late today. Every weekend, her mommy gave her lenience by allowing her to wake up as late as 10 in the morning.

​ She rubbed her eyes and yawned a few times before getting up. She checked the clock on the wall and mumbled, "Umm… it's already ten. Where is mommy?"

Mackie walked to the door and opened it. It was very unusual for Mommy to wake up late unless she was sick.

Mackie headed to her Mommy's bedroom and knocked by slapping her palms on the door, "Mommy, wake up!"

…

"Mommy, are you okay?" Mackie asked.

…

Since there was no answer, Mackie thought that her Mommy was really sick. This usually happened when Mommy didn't eat anything other than ice.

She would chew on ice and tell Mackie it made her very full. Even the little Mackie thought Mommy would not be full after eating ice, but Mommy made it so convincing, so Mackie had no reason not to believe.

"Wuu… uhh… where's Mommy?" Mackie wondered after knocking the third time without an answer. She reached the door handle and pulled it down. She thought it'd be locked like usual, but it was not locked!

The door opened slowly, and Mackie peeked from the door.

The room was empty, much to her surprise. So her Mommy must've woke up very early or didn't sleep here at all!

"Where is Mommy?" Mackie asked again. She went to the living room and kitchen and saw the kitchen was clean and pretty much untouched.

Mackie's eyes darted towards the stair leading to the upper floor where Uncle Vernon lived.

"Did Uncle Vernon bully Mommy again?" Mackie pouted when she got the idea that Uncle Vernon must've bullied Mommy last night. Uncle Vernon always bullied Mommy even if she did nothing wrong!

Thus, Mackie braced herself, and her little feet rushed towards the stair, "Mommy, Mackie will save you from big bad uncle!"

Mackie climbed the stair to the upper floor.

However, she was even more surprised when she stepped onto the last staircase. Because there was no sign of Mommy— or Uncle Vernon here.

The kitchen was untouched, and there was no food on the dining table. This was weird… because Mackie knew her Mommy's habit of always cooking in the early morning no matter how tired she was.

But there was no sign of the kitchen being touched, so Mackie was 100% convinced that Mommy had been held hostage by Uncle Vernon!

"Mommy, Mommy!" Mackie called her Mommy as she walked into the kitchen. She went to the laundry room, bathroom, and then to the dining table to no avail.

Then, she went to the living room and noticed something on the floor, a black satin robe that her Mommy usually wears to sleep!

"Mommy's robe!" Mackie rushed to grab the black satin robe and looked around to find her Mommy. There was no sign of her at all and also no sign of Uncle Vernon.

So… there was only one answer!

Mackie's eyes lingered on the tall door that was supposed to be Uncle Vernon's room. The robe dropped right in front of the door, so she was convinced that Uncle Vernon must've taken her Mommy inside his room and bullied her!

Ignited with the sense of duty to protect her sweet Mommy, Mackie's eyes were fueled with determination, and she dispelled all her fear towards Uncle Vernon.

She slammed on the door with her palms, "UNCLE VERNON! WHERE IS MY MOMMY!"

…

"BAD UNCLE, GIVE MY MOMMY BACK!"

**

Vernon and Chloe were sleeping soundly after such a long night. Vernon snored a few times while burying his face between Chloe's boobs while Chloe wrapped her hands around Vernon's head to push him deeper into her boobs. It was such a comfortable position for both of them, giving them a comfortable sleep…

That was until Chloe heard her daughter yelling in front of the door. She opened her eyes instantly, and her mind flashed all the things she had done with Vernon last night.