Ch. 236..240: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 236-240

Chapter 236

"That woman..." Vernon clenched his fist as he felt humiliated for the last night. "Do you know what she did? She gave me two packs of condoms right beside my dinner and wrote a note, telling me to use them if I want to do it with her."

"I was ready to go downstairs and have a go with her, but then I knew that she was still too thin and fragile, especially for my size and energy. So I have to resort-- well... You know-- man stuff...." Vernon said ashamedly.

Though, he didn't hesitate to tell Diamond about his sex life. After all, Diamond already saw everything. Including all the women he fucked, she was the one who basically managed Vernon's sex life before he reunited with Chloe.

"Then, after I was done, she texted me again, telling me that she'd love buying a lot of condoms for me, and allowed me to do it with her any time I want."

Vernon slammed the table frustratedly and glared at Diamond, "Can you believe that woman? She seduced me TWICE, and I still have the willpower to resist."

"My name should be Vernon-Monk-Gray for all of my patience and willpower at this point! Fuck this!"

...

Diamond kept her silence, but she had an idea in her mind that she didn't want to share with her boss;

'I bet that's not really what Chloe meant with her text. But he's a horny beast, so he interprets it that way...' Diamond thought. 'Should I tell him or should I not?'

Diamond was considering the possibilities of telling or not telling, and she decided to not tell Vernon about it.

After all, her boss was obviously in love with Chloe. He just didn't want to admit it because of his past grudge. Though he never told her about that grudge, Diamond could pull a conclusion from how he tried to ruin his Big brother's company.

'Meh, I'd rather let this slide and watch from the side. It's fun seeing him struggling so hard to contain his own feelings. Let's call it a little revenge for me, since he often ruined my days with his unreasonable antics,' Diamond thought.

After all, it was fun to see Mr. Phoenix Gray, the proud CEO and also high-profiled playboy, trying so hard to chase the woman he loved.

'Good luck, boss,' Diamond cheered on her boss, at least for now. Since she saw there was no suitor for her home girl except for Vernon.

**

After an hour inside the meeting room, Vernon told Diamond to return to the office. At the same time, he drove his car to the restaurant for an early dinner date with Shailene.

It was still four-thirty, and since Shailene was in New York, Vernon decided to pick her up instead.

He texted Shailene, asking about her location, and Shailene shared her location via WhatsApp.

"Oh? It's not far from here," Vernon said. He drove to the hospital building where Shailene worked and saw the female psychologist standing on the hospital porch.

Shailene was an Irish girl with long red hair. She was tall and had this somewhat cold and distant expression on her face, as if she was annoyed most of the time.

In short, she had a resting bitch face that intimidated and repelled most men from approaching her despite her beauty.

Vernon didn't care much about her condescending gaze toward everyone back then. After all, he also had the same gaze that intimidated everyone around him.

Vernon dated her to prove to his friends that he could date the prettiest woman in their university. Shailene was very popular among his friends in university as the hottest college chick, and it was also rightfully so, seeing that she was as beautiful as ever. Even a few years had passed after their breakup.

Vernon stopped his car in front of Shailene and slid the car window down. He stared at Shailene and said, "Come in. We'll have an early dinner, just like your request."

Shailene raised her brow and chuckled, "You're letting a lady wait for more than fifteen minutes here, Mr. CEO. Shouldn't you say sorry for being a little late?"

"Then, should I call to drive you to a subway station instead? Bet Lady Shailene Walsh wouldn't mind using the New York subway, I heard it's pretty clean."

Shailene's lips twitched. She was annoyed that she couldn't find a sentence to retort that statement from Vernon's poisonous mouth.

"My my, we haven't met for so long and the first thing in your mind is arguing with me?"

"I'm just returning the energy," Vernon retorted again.

Shailene rolled her eyes and entered the car. She sat on the seat right beside Vernon, who didn't even give her a second look. He simply drove out of the hospital and headed to the restaurant where they'd have their dinner today.

There was only silence for a good while between them until Shailene couldn't hold back and asked the most important question in her head right now;

"To take the initiative to pick me up, and set a dinner date for us. I bet this woman is very important to you, right, Vernon?"

...

Vernon didn't say anything, as he thought it wasn't something appropriate to ask.

Shailene had dated Vernon long enough to know that his silence meant yes. Vernon was always the type to hide his true feeling when he felt vulnerable and exposed.

But Shailene didn't want to help someone who didn't want to open up to her, so she asked again;

"I wonder if she is the same woman whose name you mentioned when we were having sex back then," Shailene guessed.

Vernon's body stiffened instantly. Her words unlocked the core embarrassing memory Vernon tried to bury deep in his head. He accidentally called Shailene the wrong name as he was having such wonderful sex while being drunk with Shailene.

It was also one of the reasons why they broke up back then.

Shailene studied Vernon's body language and realized she had just hit the mark.

"I see, so it's her."

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It was also one of the reasons why they broke up back then.

Shailene studied Vernon's body language and realized she had just hit the mark.

"I see, so it's her."

…

"Let me try to remember the name of the woman you called that night…." Shailene said. She hummed, trying to remember the name, but it didn't pop up in her head because it had been years ago.

"Chloe."

Shailene's eyes widened when Vernon suddenly opened his mouth and murmured the woman's name. After she got the name, her core memory started pouring out. She vividly remembered that night they were young university students, horny and drunk.

They went to Vernon's apartment and started undressing right after Vernon closed the door.

Shailene remembered how he carried her to the bed, started touching her boobs, and caressing her thighs.

Shailene took the initiative to give him a blowjob, so she stocked Vernon's rock-hard cock a few times before kissing the tip. The atmosphere was so hot, and the alcohol they consumed also heightened the sensation.

Vernon groaned a few times and grabbed Shailene's hair in response. Vernon looked down, and under the dim light, he saw wavy brown hair instead of red.

His mind instantly recalled the hair of the woman that filled his head and heart day and night, and then he murmured;

—

'It feels so good, Chloe….'

—

Shailene ended their relationship a month after that incident, as she realized there was no space for her in his heart.

"Well, it's kind of funny to see a playboy like you to be so loyal and dedicated to this woman," Shailene said. "But then again, I feel like you've never been in love with me in the first place. It's so unfortunate."

Vernon zipped his lips tight. He had nothing to argue with Shailene on this topic. Because he acknowledged that it was entirely his fault.

He dated Shailene just for the status of campus' hottest couple. It was just a fun thing to do to pass the time in the university.

He wouldn't lie that he had formed an emotional connection with her.

He and Shailene had many things in common, which was naturally shown with their harmless insult banter and how they rarely fought because Shailene was the only one who could talk Vernon out of his rage whenever he got pissed off.

Too bad, despite being a good match, Vernon's heart had been completely owned by only one woman, and that never changed even after ten years.

Vernon had nothing to say to refute Shailene. He was sensible enough to acknowledge his fault and allowed her to yell at or even curse him if she wanted to.

Because he played her like scum, he returned to her, asking her for a favor.

Strangely, Shailene didn't say anything after confirming the woman's identity that Vernon wanted to help. She leaned on the chair and crossed her arms right under her bosom.

She stared emptily at the road, and their situation suddenly became awkward.

Vernon wasn't really a chat initiator. He would rather hear what someone said to him and give a response accordingly.

But this awkwardness was choking him, forcing him to start a conversation.

So he opened his mouth, "So, how's New York? You like it here? I heard you're. working with many high profiled clients now."

"It's pretty fine. I'm busy most of the time and usually wouldn't accept an invitation, especially from a man who shattered my heart years ago," Shailene said nonchalantly while her eyes were still on the road.

Vernon's body tensed immediately, "I—Is that so?"

"Mhm, but I'm very interested with this woman that could make a scum man fall to his knees and called a one-time ex like me, just to ask for my help—"

Shailene finally turned her head towards Vernon. With a thin smile, she said, "—So you better stop trying to make unnecessary conversation with me. Save your breath to talk about this woman. She seems to be much more interesting than you."

Vernon swallowed his saliva hard. It was rare for him to get nervous, especially in front of a woman. But Shailene could do that easily, and that caught him off guard.

'I guess it's also my fault that she is being so hostile. I was such a bastard back then— not anymore though, I treat people with kindness after I graduated university, at least to a certain degree,' Vernon thought.

As detestable as he was right now, the college Vernon was much more scummy.

He had calmed down after graduating, which was quite an achievement.

'Well, partly because I'm starting a business, and I— I want to look more presentable in front of her…' Vernon thought.

**

His car stopped in front of the restaurant. The restaurant hosts opened the door for them and bowed their heads slightly as a sign of respect for Mr. Phoenix Gray.

Vernon gave one of the hosts his key and said, "I have a reservation for dinner."

"Yes, Mr. Phoenix Gray. We have prepared everything for you," the host said. One of the hosts guided Vernon and Shailene to a seat reserved for the important guest.

Because Vernon was one of the investors and also a good friend of the owner, he always got special treatment whenever he reserved a seat for dinner here.

Vernon and Shailene sat in a special seat separated from the rest of the seats. This one was on the balcony, with a beautiful water fountain and garden view directly facing the balcony.

The light in the fountain was lit up, giving a romantic atmosphere to whoever sat there, and it made Vernon uncomfortable.

Vernon frowned the whole time. He was displeased by the treatment because he specifically told Diamond not to make it weird since it was a professional meeting.

'Did Diamond make a wrong reservation? I told her many times that it's just a professional meeting, and she's not the type to make such a simple mistake.'

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'Did Diamond make a wrong reservation? I told her many times that it's just a professional meeting, and she's not the type to make such a simple mistake,' Vernon thought.

He glanced at Shailene, who leaned on the table and propped her cheek with one hand while staring at the beautiful fountain view. Her expression was unreadable, making it even more nerve-racking for Vernon.

'Damn, I know that she's excellent at her job as a psychologist, but why does she have to be so unreadable like this? Is it part of her job to be mysterious all the time?'

A waiter came pouring wine for them, and after he did his job, Vernon grabbed his arm and pulled him close.

Vernon whispered to the waiter, asking for this weird dinner setup;

'Did my secretary make the wrong reservation? I told her this is just a professional meeting, not a romantic one. She's not my date.'

The waiter didn't seem to be surprised. He smiled and replied by whispering in Vernon's ear as well;

'Ms. Diamond Johnson did make a reservation for business purposes. But it was Mr. Leed who answered her call yesterday. She said it would be a business dinner between you-- Mr. Phoenix Gray, and a lady.'

Vernon was even more surprised. His friend, Rick Leed, was the owner of this restaurant, and he was a trustworthy one. How could he make this mistake when Diamond had already specified the business meeting?

'Then, what's the order for you guys?' Vernon asked again.

'Mr. Leed told us to prepare the reservation in the usual manner. Even if Ms. Diamond Johnson specified a business meeting, he refused to believe it's just a simple business between you and the lady.'

'After all, Mr. Phoenix Gray never brings a woman for a dinner date here without the intention of spending a night with her. Isn't that right, Sir?'

Vernon took a deep breath. He was trying so hard not to facepalm in front of Shailene.

,m He didn't want to make a wrong impression on Shailene because there was no way in hell he would romance her again.

Even if they were a great match, he already swore to himself that he would never fuck another woman other than that special woman.

The waiter sensed the annoyance in the special guest's face. He hesitated for a moment before asking in a low voice, "Sir, do you want to change the reservation? We can move you to the regular seat if you want. But the full course--'

The waiter became nervous as he realized that Mr. Phoenix Gray was glaring at him displeasedly, '--The course has been modified, just like what you usually ordered when you have a dinner date with a special woman, Sir.'

Vernon almost grunted out of mental pain at this point. Of course, it would be even more embarrassing to suddenly change seats, but the full-course meal prepared for them was the same romantic food Vernon usually ordered whenever he wanted to fuck the woman he brought.

'Just-- ignore this and proceed like usual,' Vernon said hopelessly, knowing it would be less embarrassing to pretend it wasn't a romantic dinner date.

'Yes, Sir.'

After the waiter left, Vernon and Shailene were trapped in yet another awkward silence.

Shailene didn't seem to be in the mood to talk for no reason, and Vernon couldn't help but ask;

"Are you in a bad mood right now?"

"Not really," Shailene replied curtly. "I'm just waiting forn you."

"Waiting for me?" Vernon was surprised by that statement.

Shailene finally turned her head and stared straight at the scum who broke her heart so badly that she couldn't fall in love with another man years after they broke up.

"I'm waiting for you to start a conversation about this woman named Chloe. Didn't I tell you many times that I'm very interested in her?" Shailene said.

Vernon held his breath and realized there was a little hostility in Shailene's eyes.

However, he knew that hostility wasn't directed only at him but also at Chloe.

She seemed to be holding a grudge against her, and that was all because of his fault.

Vernon returned the hostile energy by leaning on the table while glaring back at her.

His lips thinned, and that nervous behavior he showed just now suddenly vanished, leaving a dangerous man who would do the absolute worst if anyone dared to speak ill towards his Big sis Chloe.

"You seem to be misguided, Shailene," Vernon said in his deep voice. "I'm not asking you a favor without any rewards. If you did your job right, I will give you a blank check, and you can write any number that you want. Isn't that enough of a reward for you?"

Shailene scoffed and glared back at Vernon, "I don't think you understand, Mr. Phoenix Gray."

"About what? Didn't I call the right person to assist me? You are a renowned psychologist with many experiences dealing with people with trauma, especially marriage trauma," Vernon said.

He had a lot of choices, but he simply knew that Shailene was the right person to solve this problem.

"Indeed, but I am wealthy enough to live off without any reward from you. My parents own a few hospitals in the UK and US. I don't need money from a young businessman who's yet to fully cement his status in the US, especially when he's still working under his Big brother's small project like his lap dog," Shailene rebuked, which Vernon angered Vernon instantly.

"You've been inquiring about me, Shailene," Vernon accused. "Nobody knows about the deal with my Big brother except the affiliated CEOs working on this project."

"That-- I did," Shailene admitted without hesitation. She stared at Vernon with a dangerous gaze that could kill.

"After all, who wouldn't want to see their scummy ex get the karma he deserved for hurting you badly? I would be the first one willing to see you in ruin, Vernon Phoenix Gray."

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"After all, who wouldn't want to see their scummy ex get the karma he deserved for hurting you badly? I would be the first one willing to see you in ruin, Vernon Phoenix Gray."

Vernon sensed that Shailene's hostility was deeply rooted, something he didn't understand.

Of course, he had many enemies in this world. He was a reckless scum when he was in high school and college. He was also a rising businessman who didn't even think twice about tackling the other businessmen away as long as he got what he wanted.

Thus, he made a lot of enemies, but he also proved himself to be a very tough entrepreneur.

But he still didn't understand why Shailene hated him that much. They dated and broke up in university, but that was years ago! Shouldn't she already forgive him at this point?

"Your hostility is over exaggerated, Shailene," Vernon said. "We dated and broke up. It might be a bad break up, but it was years ago, and you should've moved on after all this years."

"I should," Shailene nodded as she agreed with that. "I should've moved on long ago. But I am not going to forget the way you broke up with me, Vernon."

"Uh..." Vernon tried hard to remember how he broke up with Shailene because he didn't remember at all.

He dated and broke up with so many women in the past he didn't even remember most of their faces.

Shailene scoffed, full of irony, as she realized that Vernon didn't even remember how much pain he inflicted with his method of breaking up.

She was also laughing at herself because that meant Vernon didn't even give a single crap about her, nor did she exist in his memory until he was the one in need.

"Oh well, forget it. I don't need you to remember anyway, it's not that important," Shailene said.

"No, please tell me what I did wrong--" Vernon was curious because Shailene's deep-rooted hatred was definitely out of his expectation.

Shailene stared at Vernon, who stared back at her, and she finally took out her phone from her back and then checked on her gallery.

After she found what she was searching for, Shailene shoved her phone screen in front of Vernon and played the video in full volume, making sure that Vernon-- and probably the waiters heard about what was in the video.

Vernon was stunned when he saw himself in the video, fully naked while fucking a random woman in college.

One of his friends seemed to record him while he was clapping that woman's ass.

--

"Yooo! Look what we have here!" the man behind the camera said as he kept recording Vernon and the woman doing the deed.

The sound of the woman groaning and moaning in both pain and pleasure was blasted in full volume, while Vernon only grunted slightly while his lower half kept thrusting back and forth into her pussy.

"Man, save some for me. You're going to make her loose!"

"Oh, I don't fucking care," Vernon said carelessly. "Go find your own bitch to fuck, don't bug me here."

"What-- you sound aggressive, what if I send this video to Shailene? I bet you're going to regret it, hahah!"

"Shailene? Oh-- that woman, yeah, you can send it to her. I don't care," Vernon replied, still concentrating on the woman under him.

"Hahah! Man, you're such an ass! Don't you know that Shailene loves you so much?"

"She refused to do it with me since last month, might as well find another woman," Vernon said. "Urgh, fuck! Her pussy feels so good!"

"Does that mean you're breaking up with her?"

"Huh-- uh... yeah, whatever. You can do her if she's willing," Vernon said.

After that, there was only the sound of Vernon grunting, the woman moaning in pleasure, and the friend jacking off while laughing at Vernon, saying that he would definitely send this video to Shailene.

And he did.

--

Vernon was stunned by his own behavior in the video. He knew that he was scum, but damn that was a different level of being scum.

p Though, he would probably still do the same had he not thought about his Big sis Chloe. The vengeful drive to make her taste the pain he experienced stopped him from going too wild. He finally focused on finishing university and starting his own company.

He wouldn't lie that he was still going on to date many rising actresses and even the established ones after working in his business.

But it was nowhere near the one in the video. Vernon was more private with his sexual life after university and fully stopped right after reuniting with Chloe.

"Damn..." Vernon murmured as he kept staring at the phone screen.

"Want me to play it again?"

"No, that's enough," Vernon said. He dodged his gaze to avoid the screen as he found it really painful to watch.

"Heh, it's so easy for you to just dodge your eyes and try to avoid your shitty behavior. But I saved this video that your friend sent years ago. I watched this a few times over the years, so I will know not to fall for a scum like you," Shailene said, directly attacking Vernon in his conscience.

Even he felt really guilty after what he had done to her.

"Uh... why don't you confront me back then?" Vernon asked, thinking he could at least salvage this a little bit.

Surely, he still had something to defend himself, right?

"Confront you? Oh, Vernon, I did," Shailen said coldly. "But you know your response after I asked you to be honest to me? You blatantly said you fucked a new chick the night before, and you blamed me for refusing having sex with you for a whole month."

"Oh my god, Vernon. You called me the wrong name the month before, how am I supposed to feel loved when I know that you have another woman in your heart?"

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"Oh my god, Vernon. You called me the wrong name the month before, how am I supposed to feel loved when I know that you have another woman in your heart?" Shailene raised her voice out of frustration.

"Think, Vernon Phoenix Gray— think why I don't want to have sex with you for a month! Damn, You're the lowest kind of scum on earth!"

Vernon gulped out of nervousness. This time, he was completely tongue-tied, unable to respond properly as he realized he was 100% at fault here.

Vernon noticed that Shailene was getting worked up as she unleashed her grudge for so long, "Okay, okay. Can I do something to compensate for what I've done? Is money enough for compensation?"

Shailene took a deep breath. God knew how much she wanted to punch this jerk in the face for being so insensitive.

A few years had passed, and he looked much more mature and wise, but all that was just a look. He was still the same manchild that didn't understand how to apologize. Even a simple sorry would have been great.

After all, it was years ago, and she was the one accepting Vernon's request to help him in the first place.

Shailene took a deep breath and said, "Again, I don't need your money, Vernon."

"Then what do you want?"

'I dont know, maybe a simple fucking SORRY would be great,' Shailene said in her heart.

But since Vernon didn't seem to understand, she would rather keep it by herself. Because if she was the one who told Vernon to say sorry, then the apology would be insincere.

"Let's just forget about me. I've said what I want to say for so long. It's time to focus on this woman named Chloe—"

Shailene was interrupted when she noticed a waiter walking to their seat with a tray in his hand. He served the entree, two plates of grilled scallops with ginger and lime.

After the waiter put the plates on the table, he announced in a gentle voice, "Distinguished guests, we will provide music to help set up the mood."

The waiter clapped twice, and a man in a suit holding a violin came to their seat.

He bowed his head politely, "Sir, Miss, please let me know if you have any music request."

Vernon's jaw dropped again. He forgot that he usually had a violinist playing for his dinner date here. He usually did it to set up the mood and make the woman he dated feel loved.

Though really, all he wanted was just fucking her or the connection she had to help his business.

Shailene frowned, knowing that Vernon had no intention of romancing her again. She guessed there was some kind of miscommunication here.

"Did you accidentally set this up as a romantic date?"

"It's a miscommunication. My secretary already said that we're having a business dinner, but the owner thought I was having a romantic dinner with a new date," Vernon replied.

"Oh, thank god."

"Huh? Thank god? For what?" Vernon asked.

"Becuase there's no way in hell I'm going to fuck a dirty scum like you," Shailene said ruthlessly.

She expected Vernon to insult her back, but Vernon only bit his lower lip and said nothing.

Then, he proceeded to eat his food without talking, thinking it was the best way to make the situation less tense between them.

Shailene sighed, and she started eating the scallops as well;

'He is so hopeless. I don't know what kind of woman will be willing to stay with him.'

**

Vernon and Shailene had a full-course meal in silence until the dessert came.

Realizing that the mood had settled down, Vernon finally asked, "So, Shailene, I don't know if you still remember this. But I invite you for dinner because I need your help as a psychologist."

"Yes, I remember," Shailene replied. "You want me to console you, right?"

"Yeah, I need your advice, because I don't know how to face her," Vernon said.

"Mind telling me the profile of this woman first?" Shailene asked. "I only know her name, age, and status—"

"—Chloe, age 30, status: the woman that you've been in love with for so long."

Vernon's cheeks reddened out of shame. Since he was facing Shailene, it would be unhelpful if he denied the last information.

So he nodded and murmured, "Yeah, that's correct."

"You know that it's easier if I simply meet her, right? I can ask many things from her, and will give a better judgment on what kind of advice I should give," Shailene said, giving a better option for Vernon.

"I can do that, but not now,"

"Why not?"

"She… she still hasn't trusted me yet. I don't think allowing you to meet her is a wise choice. She will feel uncomfortable," Vernon explained.

"So, you want me to give you an advice on how to make her open up and trust you?"

"Yes."

"Then let's start with the basics, tell me everything you know about her," Shailene took out her iPad, ready to make a note for the information from Vernon.

Vernon was thinking for a while, trying to find a good start before he spoke.

Shailene waited until she finished her dessert. Vernon only hummed and looked up many times as if trying to filter everything in his head.

Shailene silently noted this since Vernon never seemed to be in so much thought when it involved someone before, at least from her observation.

But after almost twenty minutes of not speaking, Shailene got a little impatient and said, "Vernon, are you uncomfortable speaking about her here?"

"Ah, you finally understand me," Vernon said. "I'm just inviting you here to ask if you're down to help me. You know— I thought I had to persuade you a little."

"Oh, usually, you need to persuade me a lot, Vernon. But I happen to take interest in this woman named Chloe, remember?" Shailene said. "Then, why don't we go to my apartment? It's not far from here, it should make you more comfortable talking about private things, right?"