Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

Chapter 760

Chapter 760

Dorothea smiled, "I just don't want you to make a mistake you will regret for the rest of your life. It happens to Vincent, so there is a possibility there."

"There is something that differentiates me and Vincent, and that is love," Vernon said. "Vincent was never raised with love. He was raised by a monster we call Vaughn, and thus, he turned out to be the second Vaughn. But I was raised by my Big sis Chloe, and she taught me how to be a good person."

"You're right. There is no more hope the moment he becomes the second Vaughn," Dorothea sighed. "But that's life. You have to have the courage to break free from that chain of abuse, and that's what I did by leaving Vincent completely."

"It's also what Chloe did by leaving Vincent."

Dorothea finally left the office, leaving Vernon alone, contemplating what she said just now.

"She's afraid that I'll be another Vincent? That's… entirely possible…" Vernon murmured. "I was no different than Vincent or Vaughn. I also have dark thoughts about many things. Sometimes that dark thought might be overpowering that I can't think straight anymore."

"But I have my anchor, and he doesn't. Chloe is my anchor. As long as she is around me, I will never turn bad. I just know that" Vernon murmured. He got up from his seat and moved to the sofa.

He opened the food his beloved had prepared, and there was a small note for him.

-

Don't forget to take a power nap if you need it.

You can call me if you're having recurrent nightmares. I will be on your call until you wake up.

Love you, darling.

-

Vernon winced as he was a little embarrassed.

Chloe told him that he had recurring nightmares every time he closed his eyes, and Chloe had to hug him so tight every night to ensure the nightmare would go away.

Vernon had been living in this condition for the past ten years. He always had nightmares every time he closed his eyes, and those bad dreams could only be alleviated if he hugged a woman resembling Chloe.

That's why he always found someone with similar features to Chloe before he returned to New York.

But he knew he didn't love any of them, so he only dated them briefly before those women fell too deep into this fake love, even though they were a substitute for his real love.

Back then, his recurring nightmares were about Chloe, who called him a disappointment, dimwitted, and decided to go with Vincent because he had a better future.

Now that he finally knew the whole story of how Vaughn and Vincent fooled him, that nightmare simply vanished.

But that didn't mean he was free from the shackles of his childhood trauma.

Currently, his recurring nightmares were about Chloe, who might leave him because she would find someone better.

He knew he reached the height that no young man could ever do, but that didn't mean it would be forever.

Because maintaining your power and influence was far more difficult than obtaining it for the first time.

That was why Vernon felt he could relate to Vincent in some ways.

Because in his dark thoughts, he planned to lock Chloe forever in their home with their children, making sure they wouldn't see someone else other than him. It was the exact same thoughts that Vincent had.

But when Vernon saw Chloe's note and the food she made, every small thing she did to love him was the remedy for those dark thoughts. It made him feel at ease and feel loved.

Vernon stared at the food and murmured, "Please don't leave me, Chloe. I have nothing but you. You're my life."

**

A week had passed since Vincent signed the acquisition documents. He had officially transferred the Gray company's ownership to Vernon, and the latter already sent him all the money for the acquisition.

It was a huge sum of money, definitely something that even the billionaires in New York would gawk to.

But Vincent felt nothing.

He felt very empty.

He was currently sitting on his bed, staring at the wilted garden that had turned ugly.

He hadn't hired a new gardener because that was the Mistress of the house's job, not him, and the only house mistress he ever had was Chloe Gray.

Vincent sighed.

He got up and walked out of the master bedroom.

He walked through the corridor and stopped in front of his dressing room, where he stored all his expensive, custom-made suits and others.

He entered the dressing room and stood in silence as he stared at the suits that had become a bit dusty. It had been a while since the last time he ever used this room, and after so many stylists failed to meet his expectations, he decided not to hire any more stylists.

"As expected, Chloe is still the best stylist I would ever have," Vincent murmured. "She has a good perception of style despite being born in a peasant family and knows how to dress me well."

Vincent scoffed, "Too bad she's not loyal to me. After ten years of strong love between us, she ditched me and left for another man."

"Didn't she realize that many women would kill to be the mistress of this mansion, but she ditched it without thinking twice? How heartless, haha…"

Vincent turned around and asked, "What?"

"Sir, you get a notice from the divorce court."

Vincent had a bitter smile as he realized he was just trying to mask his sadness about losing the love of his life.

"I feel so empty without you, Chloe. Why did you do this to me?" Vincent murmured.

As he was still lamenting his fate, the head maid suddenly entered the dressing room and cleared her throat.

Vincent turned around and asked, "What?"

"Sir, you get a notice from the divorce court."

"Divorce court?!" Vincent's eyes widened.

"Yes, Master. Mrs. Chloe Gray filed a divorce against you."

The head maid said coldly before handing the divorce document to her Master.