Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

315 Chapter 315

"D—Do you want me to leave, Sir?" Cynthia asked as she felt uncomfortable.

"No, stay," Vernon replied. "Stay and pat my head, Chloe. I need you by my side."

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Chloe arrived at the bar about thirty minutes later. She saw Vernon's car parked alone, and she parked her car right beside his.

Her mind was in chaos now; she was scared that she might be too late, and Vernon might've done something to that woman already.

She stormed inside the empty bar, which shocked all the waitresses there.

They were even more shocked when they saw a woman wearing pajamas and a loose sweater walking in, which had never happened before.

Chloe looked around the bar, trying to find Vernon to no avail.

The bar owner walked towards Chloe and greeted her respectfully, "Good evening, Miss. May I help you with something?"

Chloe turned her head towards the bar owner and asked without hesitation, "Where is Vernon? And don't tell me that he is not here. I saw his car parked outside."

The bar owner was taken aback. He knew this woman must've been related to Mr. Phoenix Gray.

First, she knew about his car and could carelessly call that intimidating CEO by his first name.

Second, this woman… looked very similar to the waitress Mr. Phoenix Gray ordered to accompany him.

They had the same long-wavy chestnut hair, doe eyes, and sweet smile.

Even the bar manager had to admit this woman was a lot more soft-looking and beautiful, albeit very thin.

He knew something bad would happen soon. But he still maintained his proper posture, "May I know if you have any relation with Mr. Phoenix Gray, Miss?"

"I—" Chloe paused for a moment. She wanted to say she was his maid, sister-in-law, and Big sister.

But she doubted the bar owner would let her find Vernon if she claimed to be one of those above.

Because that kind of status wasn't important enough for the bar owner to disclose Vernon's location in this bar.

'I have to be believable. I must say that I'm his girlfriend or… wife…' Chloe was shocked by her idea.

Because she would never wish for too much, knowing that Vernon deserved a better woman, a more beautiful and younger one than a woman like her.

Chloe started hesitating but realized she shouldn't because it wasn't the time to pause.

'No, don't back down, Chloe!' Chloe encouraged herself. 'You need to drag Vernon out of this place now!

Chloe considered whether she should claim to be Vernon's girlfriend or wife, but the wife was too big of a claim. It might lead to a scandal that would ruin Vernon's image.

So she only had one choice…

'I don't know if the bar owner will believe me. But I have to try….'

Chloe took a deep breath and claimed loudly, "I am his girlfriend!"

The waitresses who heard Chloe's claim gasped in unison, but the bar owner wasn't surprised.

"Understood, Miss. I will escort you to Mr. Phoenix Gray's VIP room."

Chloe's eyes widened, "Y—You will?"

"Yes, you're his girlfriend, right?"

"Y—Yes, yes I am!" Chloe claimed. She was still confused because the bar owner accepted her claim so easily.

She thought the bar owner would question her further or at least suspect her a bit.

"Please follow me, Miss," the bar owner said.

Chloe followed the bar owner through a long corridor leading to one door at the end of the corridor.

The bar owner stood in front of the door and turned around, "Miss, this is where Mr. Phoenix Gray is enjoying his time right now. Before I open it, promise me that you won't make a big scene."

Chloe's breath stiffened, and it became gradually heavy for her to breathe.

Because of this moment…

'This moment… I feel like I've been back in time. When I was still pregnant, Vincent told me to come in a bar like this, and when I opened a door at the end of the dark corridor, I saw him having a group sex with five women at once….'

—

'Come and join them, you ugly whale. You're a woman, you're a whore just like the rest of them, including that daughter of yours,' Vincent said when he got caught red-handed.

—

That scene forever haunted Chloe in her dream. She was hysterical at that time. She cried so loud, begging Vincent to stop, but Vincent only laughed at her.

As if her cries were music in his ears.

As if her suffering was a joyful thing for Vincent.

Chloe's mind started getting hazy. She started sweating out of nervousness, to the point that her legs were about to give up on her.

"Miss? Miss, are you there?" the bar owner gently tapped Chloe's shoulder until she snapped out of her daze.

"Ah— S—sorry," Chloe replied. She snapped out of her daze.

She tried to regain her composure, but she couldn't lie that the fear was still creeping into her heart.

Would she witness the same event?

'I'm scared that Vernon will be just like his big brother. He might be having sex with so many women inside this room…' Chloe thought. 'I know it's his right to do it. But I… I don't know if I can watch it….'

"So, Miss, do you promise that you will not make a scene?"

"I—" Chloe gulped. No matter what, she still had to save Vernon.

Vincent was rotten to the core. Chloe had to endure ten years of abuse, waiting for him to get better and become a responsible man and father, but he never changed.

But Vernon…

'I raised him. I—I hope I can make him better. I hope he will be different from his Big brother!'

Chloe clenched her fist. She had to stay strong. If she kept being the doormat she was, she would never be able to save Vernon.

So she nodded and replied;

"I promise I will not make a scene. Please open the door, Sir."