Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

332 Chapter 332

Thus, Vernon smirked at the little girl who tried her best to pull her Mommy out of his embrace and teased, "Heh, you little devil. You can't save your Mommy because I ate your Mommy clean last night."

Mackie's eyes widened. She was so shocked that she accidentally let go of her Mommy's hand and fell on her butt.

"Oh no, Mackie!" Chloe struggled to release herself from Vernon, and once Vernon released her, she quickly kneeled on the floor and picked her daughter up.

Mackie's eyes were still on her Uncle's big body and scary face. She wasn't scared of her Uncle.

But she was worried that her Mommy might've been hurt.

"Mommy, were you hurt somewhere?" Mackie asked.

"No dear, Mommy is fine," Chloe said.

"But Uncle said he ate you last night!" Mackie insisted. "Did he eat you in your thigh? Just like how he beat you with a police stick?!"

Mackie shifted her gaze at her Uncle again and glared at him, "Uncle is bad! Mackie is mad!"

Meanwhile, Vernon simply stuck his tongue out to mock the little girl.

"Ugh, Uncle is annoying!" Mackie yelled. She buried her face in her Mommy's shoulder, and her body trembled as she was about to cry.

Chloe turned her head and glared at Vernon as well. She also got annoyed at him for being so petty that he made a little girl cry.

Vernon wasn't scared when the fierce little devil was glaring at him.

But Chloe was a different case.

Thus, he sighed and shrugged, "Don't cry, I was just messing with you."

Mackie lifted her head slowly. She was actually sobbing, sad that she couldn't protect her Mommy.

"Uncle… Uncle is not hurting Mommy, right?"

"No, I didn't," Vernon rolled his eyes. "Your Mommy and I were exercising last night. That's why she was sweaty."

"What kind of exercise?" Mackie asked.

"Ah— that's—" Chloe tried to find a solid lie. But Vernon interrupted her by giving the worst answer possible;

"Horse riding," Vernon said.

"Horse riding?" Mackie stared at her Uncle with her innocent gaze. "Um… Mackie also plays horse riding at home with Mommy. Let's go horse riding together later, Mommy, Uncle!"

"D—Dear, that's…"

"Pfft… PUAHAHAHA!" Vernon laughed freely as he heard something funny, while Chloe was so ashamed that she wished she could just bury her head like an ostrich.

"What's so funny?" Mackie asked.

"N—Nothing, let's just continue eating breakfast, okay?" Chloe got up and guided Mackie back to the dining table.

Mackie hopped back to her chair while Vernon followed soon after. He sat side by side with Mackie and waited until Chloe sat on the opposite side.

He stared at the empty table and asked, "Where's your food?"

"Ah, I'm not hungry," Chloe replied.

…

"Fine," Vernon patted his lap. "Sit here, and I will feed you, like yesterday."

"Oh! Yes! Mommy, let Uncle feed you like yesterday! I love seeing you eat!" Mackie chirped happily, much to Chloe's embarrassment.

"N—No need. I will have hot milk for breakfast. My stomach can't handle heavy food in the morning…."

…

Mackie and Vernon turned their heads to each other simultaneously, and they nodded in tacit understanding.

Chloe's eyes scanned at Mackie and Vernon, who said nothing but seemed to be planning something in their heads, "Do you guys need something? Or maybe you want another food for breakfast? I can cook something else."

Chloe was about to get up when Vernon suddenly ordered, "Stay put."

"Eh?" Chloe returned to her seat, confused about what Vernon and Mackie would do.

Vernon got up and grabbed a plate. He put the plate on the dining table and put one pancake, while Mackie also donated one pancake.

Vernon put a few blueberries and a sliced banana while Mackie smeared the pancake with honey.

Vernon served the pancake right in front of Chloe and returned to his seat, resuming his breakfast with Mackie.

Chloe stared at her 'portion' of breakfast and looked at her family, "Y—You two, this is…."

"Mommy's breakfast, of course!" Mackie replied cheerfully. "Mommy cannot eat much, so Mackie and Uncle give you a smaller portion!"

"Yeah, so there's no reason for you not to eat breakfast with us," Vernon said. "Or do you want me to feed you like before?"

"No need!" Chloe refused fervently. She was too ashamed to be treated like a toddler in front of her daughter.

Vernon was a little disappointed. If he had to be honest, he liked feeding Chloe because it made him feel safe knowing that Chloe was eating her food.

He desperately wanted her to have a healthier body, after all.

Chloe gulped as she stared at so much food in front of her. Honestly, she was still scared that she'd get fat from overeating. That idea of being fat was planted deep in her subconsciousness.

She grabbed the fork and knife and cut the pancake into tiny bits.

'So much sugar and starch. I will get fat. I will seriously get fat and ugly if I eat this…' Chloe's mind started to get plagued by fear again. 'I will get fat. I will get fat and ugly, and he will laugh at me….'

She was scared that the memory of Vincent laughing at her would pop into her mind and make her want to vomit her guts out.

Vernon noticed Chloe's face paled while trying to put that tiny bit of pancake inside her mouth. She looked nervous, and it seemed that she would cry anytime soon.

Vernon knew he had to help her, or she'd never eat anything.

Thus, he got up from his chair and sat right beside Chloe.

He snatched the fork and knife from Chloe's hand and then cut a normal-sized pancake slice with banana and honey.

"Vernon, why are you— amph!" Chloe's eyes widened when Vernon suddenly shoved the food into her mouth.

"Start munching," Vernon instructed, and Chloe slowly munched the pancake and banana inside her mouth. She swallowed the food and apologized;

"S—Sorry."

"If you feel sorry, then you should eat more, so I can feel at ease."