Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

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Chelsea quickly dialed Vincent's number. She kept imagining Vincent's reaction when he discovered this video going viral and how many people bullied her online.

'I bet he must be very angry,' Chelsea thought. 'I don't want him to fight with so many people just because of me. Even though I know that he wants to protect me.'

Chelsea saw herself as a victim of this situation. She got bullied simply because of her scar. If she didn't have it, she was sure that Chloe would get bashed instead, not her.

Beep. Beep.

"Come on, Babe. Pick up the phone!" Chelsea begged. She got even more worried and started thinking if she should just come to the Gray office building or to Vincent's mansion just to find him and give him a hug to calm the beast in her man's heart.

Fortunately, Vincent finally picked up after the third ring.

—

"…"

"…"

Chelsea felt her heartbeat accelerate as there was nothing but silence on the phone. She wondered if Vincent had done something, maybe tracking who dared to slander her online.

It was so sweet of him since he dared to hunt people for talking shit about her, but she didn't want to burden him. She wanted Vincent to ignore this kind of bullshit and focus on working to maintain his billionaire status, or else Chelsea would lose 50% of her attraction to him if he lost that status.

"B—Babe, are you there?" Chelsea asked.

"…"

There was no answer, but Chelsea was convinced that Vincent must be listening right now. He might zip his mouth because he didn't want to accidentally yell at Chelsea.

So she confidently said, "I just checked that trending video. Please don't be mad at them, okay? I know that you want to protect me from those slanderers on the Internet. But they are just people who have too much time in their hands, all they can do is speak bullshit!"

"Please don't do anything rash just because you're mad that I got slandered, okay? I already know that you love me so much, you don't need to prove it!" Chelsea begged, thinking she was doing God's work to save those people and save trouble for her beloved Mr. Gray.

…

Again, no voice came from the other side of the phone. But there was a chuckle of some sort.

"Babe?"

"Do you love me?" Vincent suddenly asked.

Chelsea was caught off guard by the question. It seemed that Vincent had become too emotional to keep his usual cool and aloofness.

So she replied, "O—Of course, I've always been in love with you. Since the first time that ungrateful bitch Chloe brought you home to introduce to us, I've fallen in love with you."

"I want to tell you that Chloe is not worth it. She is not good enough for a perfect man like you, only me, Chelsea Gray—I mean, Chelsea Carlson, knows what's best for a man like you."

"You are a busy man, with a lot of work that you have to tackle everyday. Of course, you need a supportive woman who understands you, and knows what to do to make you happy," Chelsea said, releasing all the things she had in mind to her future husband. "I know that you have been heartbroken by that whore. But it's not too late for us to be together. We can be the new Mr and Mrs. Gray, and people will love us."

"I know that you may see me as Chloe's replacement at first. But it won't be long for you to completely forget about that whore and love me instead," Chelsea said, then she blushed, thinking about all the good things that Vincent had done for her. "I mean, it's quite obvious that you've slowly moved on from Chloe. You visit me when I get attacked, and you keep sending me a lot of money. You're such a tease, Vincent."

"… meet me in the park in front of your apartment. I'll be waiting there around ten."

Ba-dump!

Chelsea felt that her heart could jump out of her chest anytime soon. She was so excited that she wanted to scream and squeal on the floor.

"W—What are we going to do there? Do you want me to do something?"

"… just come, I have a surprise for you."

Beep.

—

Vincent hung up before Chelsea could ask more about this apparent gift he had. She expected many things in her mind already.

"Could it be that he wants to confess, but is too embarrassed to do it on the phone, so he wants to meet me in person?" Chelsea started making up romantic scenarios in her head. It was cold outside since it was already December, and the snow started falling.

So, Chelsea thought that Vincent wanted to make a proposal in the middle of snowfall, followed by him showing an engagement ring, and then finished with them embracing each other and kissing.

It was straight out of old Christmas movies!

"Oh my god! I have to take a bath now and prepare myself!" Chelsea checked the time and was relieved she had at least three hours of preparation before meeting with Vincent.

So she got up and rushed to the wardrobe to check her stuff first. She planned to wear a beautiful dress and high heels, but it was cold outside and might be out of place. So she decided to wear a pair of warm Ugg boots, latex pants, and a stylish brown winter jacket.

"Okay, these are perfect, time to take a shower—no, bath! I need to drench myself in a lot of fragrance before going out. I want to look, smell, and taste absolutely amazing for my future husband!"

**

Vincent hung up the call after he told Chelsea what to do. He was still in the office, sitting on his executive chair, staring at the family photo in his hand.

It was the photo of him, baby Mackie, and Chloe, and this was the last photo with all of them together in the same frame.