Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Chapter 711 711

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[Warning: Disturbing Content.]

[Song Recommendation - SteLouse ft Bryce Fox - Sociopath.] 

"Watch TV? You mean Netflix and Chill?" Tommy teased. 

Tommy's perverted tone sent shivers down Jessica's spine. She was scared of this pervert. As a teenage model herself, she also faced many perverts, be it fellow older models, photographers, and even the staff. 

But none of them dared to touch her because she had her father, who always guarded her most of the time. 

But this was a different case.

The apartment was filled with CCTV in almost every corner, and there were many people in this apartment, from the reporter and the TV crew in the bedroom to the cops in the bathroom, but Jessica still felt insecure. She was scared this bastard would jump on her and touch her. 

'I hope the cops and the TV reporter come at the right moment, so I don't need to be touched by that ugly child predator,' Jessica wished in her heart.

Thus, Jessica decided not to answer Tommy's question. She grabbed two cans of Coke from the fridge and walked to the sofa. 

She handed Tommy the Coke and the latter asked, "Coke? Do you not have alcohol? Beer, at least?"

"… I'm still underage," Jessica replied. 

Tommy chuckled, "Well, age is just a number, right? You're thirteen and I'm uh… twenty-three, but we can still be together and we're about to 'that' right? So you don't need to worry. Even if you get drunk, I will take care of you."

'Twenty-three? Are you kidding me? You're pushing forty at this point! Even a baby wouldn't believe that!' Jessica yelled in her heart, unable to believe this kind of man exists in real life.

She already had many encounters with child predators, but Tommy was one of the worst. 

"I—I don't have any beer as well. M—My mom is not an alcoholic," Jessica dodged. She did find a few cans of beer in the fridge, but she didn't want this bastard to do something to her, and she was still a minor, she didn't want to drink or else she'd get scolded by her parents. 

"Ah, that's too bad," Tommy sighed. "Oh well, I can always bring you some beer, or even something stronger like wine for you. I know that you want to try it as well, right?"

"Umm…"Jessica seemed hesitant, which only made her ten times even cuter than before. "I—I guess you can do that," she replied, though it was mostly just to make him happy. After all, they wouldn't be seeing each other again after this since he would go to jail for a long time. 

Jessica sat at the end of the long sofa. She tried to avoid getting touched by Tommy, but this only ignited Tommy's lust even more.

He found what she did adorable, like a scared kitten that couldn't escape his grasp. 

So he patted the spot right next to him and said, "Why don't you come here, Jess. You said you want to do so many things with me, but why are you getting shy now?"

Jessica was creeped out and refused, "I—I'm too embarrassed. I'm sorry, Troy."

"Oh, don't be," Troy chuckled. He slid his butt closer toward Jessica and draped his arm around her shoulder. "You will feel real good once we have sex. You're thirteen years old, you must've been fantasizing about sex so many times, right? This is the best time to experience it."

Jessica was petrified from head to toe. She was so scared that she couldn't handle this any longer.

The moment Tommy put his hand on her thigh, Jessica screamed, "HELP ME!"

Tommy was caught off guard by her scream. He quickly covered Jessica's mouth with his hand, but Jessica bit his finger as hard as possible, making Tommy scream in agony. 

Jessica quickly got up and then ran to the bedroom. 

"Wait, Jess!" Tommy got up from the sofa. He tried to follow Jessica to the bedroom, but as he took one step forward, a TV reporter and crew cameras suddenly stormed out of the bedroom and aimed the camera to his face, so he would be exposed on the national TV station. 

"Wha—what is this?!" Tommy asked as he got caught off guard. 

The TV reporter quickly shoved his mic on Tommy's face and asked, "Tommy Davis, do you know what girl is thirteen years old? And if you do, do you not realize that you are basically a child predator, since you are almost forty years old."

"I—" Tommy was astonished. He looked straight at the camera and realized he was caught in that show where they trapped a predator with a fake child actor or actress.

The TV station didn't blur the predator's face because it was a live broadcast. They also didn't shy away from showing the predator's identity, from his name, address, age, job, and also whether he had been registered as a sex offender or not. 

"You are also accused of grooming at least five more minors, Tommy Davis. Do you not realize what you're doing is wrong?" The reporter commented. "Aren't you afraid of all the charges against you? Mr. Davis, you are going to jail for hefty crime of a lot of statutory rape. There is no way for you to escape the convict."

Tommy kept on listening as he was still trying to process what just happened, and the moment he heard 'escape,' he realized that he had to get the hell out or else he'd be arrested.

Thus, without thinking twice. He quickly turned around and dashed to the front door.

But before he could reach the front door, the bathroom door was suddenly slammed open, and three burly cops blocked his only exit. 

Thus, Tommy was trapped between the three cops and the TV crew.

He looked back and forth at the cops and the TV crew. He panicked as he didn't expect that he would be trapped like this. 

"W—Wait, this is wrong. I didn't do anything to that girl!" Tommy tried to defend himself, knowing there was no way he could break through three strong cops blocking the door.