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Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

[COMPLETED.] [Mature content.] Chloe Carlson, 35, was a married woman living with her cheating husband— Vincent Gray, and their daughter— Mackenzie. Her failing marriage led her to file a divorce after 10 years, but her husband refused to sign it. “I know what you want Chloe, you want my money after we divorced. You want to take everything from me and I will not let that happen!” Vincent accused. “I don't need your Money, Vincent! I just want to take Mackenzie with me and leave!” At last, she left her bastard husband without taking a cent from him. She was going to carve her own path in life and give her daughter the best in the world. However, things aren’t working so well with a single mother like Chloe. It was difficult to find job because she was a housewife without qualification for a long time. Thus, in desperation as she needed to care for her daughter, she only had one way out. She contacted her brother-in-law— Vernon Phoenix Gray, 25, a young, heartless playboy, who happened to be the CEO of a skyrocketing company, asking him for a job in this tough time. “A job? That's not an issue. You can work as my personal assistant and take care of all my daily needs.” Vernon smirked and leaned in. “Especially in bed,” he whispered in her ear. — Would Chloe fall into the hands of her evil brother-in-law and become a slave of his whim? Or would she return to her abusive scum husband for their daughter’s future? — Note: There is an age gap in this story, Chloe is 35 years old. Vincent is 35 years old. Vernon is 25 years old. -- Official commissioned cover. — Contact me: Instagram: @ForeverPupa Discord: https://discord.gg/m2XPfdmwde --

ForeverPupa · Urbano
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795 Chs

Chapter 131

"I understand. I won't cook for you tonight. Don't forget to use a condom, okay? You still need to be careful. It's dangerous out there," Chloe warned as carefully as possible, not wanting to anger Vernon in any way.

Vernon's expression tightened instantly. He clenched his phone and yelled spontaneously, "DON'T PRETEND LIKE YOU CARE, BI—"

Vernon hung up the call before he said that slur word. He threw his phone on the bed beside the sofa. He kicked the table in front of him in a fit of rage, "Why do you keep pretending like you care about me? You didn't! You never cared about my life! ARRGHH!"

Click. 

Nicky opened the door at the wrong time. She was stunned when she saw Mr. Phoenix Gray kicking the table while cursing at someone— a woman. He seemed to be stressed out and couldn't control his rage.