Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

280 Chapter 280

"Then, I will have to take responsibility as her husband. I will cover for the damage and injury, since she is the one who attacked you," Vincent said. "I will send you ten thousand dollars, is that enough?"

Chelsea almost jumped out of fright when she heard the amount of money.

"W—What is that for?" Chelsea asked nervously.

"Hm? For compensation, of course," Vincent still replied solemnly. The more their conversation continued, the more pissed off Vincent sounded in Chelsea's ears.

"My wife has hurt you. Of course I have to give you compensation for the injury," Vincent explained. "Is it too little? I can double that amount if you want."

"No need! That's more than enough!" Chelsea replied.

Of course, she could ask more from Vincent, and the billionaire wouldn't even bat an eye for the amount.

But she didn't want to be seen as a gold digger, despite wanting more. But that amount should be enough for her family— no, for herself at least.

She could use that money to treat herself to nice things, right?

"Okay, my secretary will send the amount to your bank account. Once again, I apologize for my wife's action, and please take care of yourself, okay?" Vincent said, with his tone returned to his normal gentlemanly self.

"T—Thank you, I didn't expect you to give me so much money…." Chelsea said.

"It's fine. You can use the money to take care of your family, or maybe treat yourself a bit? After all, you're a housewife. I know how difficult it is to take care of a family. That's why I never yelled at Chloe when she messed up."

Vincent's words were like rain that wet her dry heart. Her married life with Tommy had been so dry over the years. Tommy didn't give her enough money and not enough attention and gratitude for all the sacrifices that Chelsea gave for him.

'Ahh… Vincent is so sweet. He is so gentle and understanding to his wife. It's just that bitch Chloe who doesn't know how to be grateful!' Chelsea kept on cursing at Chloe in her head. It was one of her favorite activities right now.

Chloe had fallen out of favor. She ran away from Vincent because she was a whore who wanted to taste a new dick.

That narration made Chelsea feel better because now she knew she was better than Chloe.

"Okay then, I'll hang up now. I still have work to do, please take care. Bye."

"B—Bye, Vincent, thank you for the money…."

Beep.

Chelsea waited for about five minutes when she got the notification from her mobile banking that she had just got ten grand from Vincent.

"Damn, he is serious about compensation…." Chelsea checked her bank account twice to ensure she saw it right.

"He's such a gentleman, hihi~," Chelsea giggled as she rolled on the bed joyfully.

She felt like a teenager being pampered by the richest boy in her school!

"If only I could have him all by myself. My life would be a lot easier. I can be rich without needing to work, and I have a handsome husband who would pamper me every night, kyahh!" Chelsea squealed like a teenage girl out of excitement.

Chelsea continued rolling around until she stopped abruptly, "Wait— Chloe has run away from Vincent. If Vincent still loves her, he will eventually move on, right?"

"That means I might… I might have a chance on him!" Chelsea stated. She knew the chance was slim because Vincent could always find a more suitable woman outside.

"But Vincent is a perfect man. He is very loyal to Chloe. So if he falls in love with me, doesn't that mean he will devote himself all for me?"

The idea of being Vincent's wife started seeping into Chelsea's mind. She started imagining all the splendor she could have if she had married Vincent.

Thus, after a not-so-careful consideration, she said, "Okay, I need to take a careful approach so I can crawl into Vincent's heart and make him forget about that whore!"

After being certain of her plan, Chelsea started imagining Vincent kissing her gently while whispering many sweet things in her ear and giggling like a mad woman.

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Beep.

Vincent hung up the call with Chelsea after getting some information from her.

He clenched his phone until the veins around his hand were showing. His previously gentle expression turned really ugly to the point that he wanted to chew someone for dinner.

"That lying bitch…." Vincent cursed in a low voice. "Did she really think I would believe her? Chloe is a submissive woman by nature. She will never attack anyone, and she will never taunt someone, especially not her own family."

Vincent naturally knew many things about Chloe since they were husband and wife. She knew her habit and how much she loved her family.

Initially, he contacted Chelsea to gain more information about their fight. He wanted to use the fight to make Chelsea, and her family hate Chloe even more.

But he didn't even need to try to break them off.

Because Chelsea slandered his wife so hatefully, that triggered a new mood in Vincent's heart.

He felt… angry.

Really angry.

He didn't understand how he could develop this feeling of anger and annoyance upon hearing the slander from Chelsea's mouth. But right now, he wanted nothing other than ripping that bitch's mouth for speaking shit!

Vincent tried to curb his unreasonable anger, but he couldn't. His heart was burning with anger, so he went to the bathroom to wash his face and cool himself.

Vincent stared at the mirror and gritted his teeth when he realized the feeling of anger hadn't dissipated at all.

"Why are you feeling angry, huh?" Vincent asked himself. "Shouldn't you be happy that everyone hates Chloe now? She will have nowhere to go, and will eventually return home."

"Isn't that what you want, Vincent Gray?" Vincent waited until the anger subsided, but he couldn't. He got even angrier because he might have… just a little… wanting to protect Chloe.