Ch. 61..65: Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother Chapter 61-65

Chapter 61

"Oh, about that woman before, she is brazed enough to glare at you, do you know her?"

"… Her name is Priscilla. She is my secretary," Vincent replied.

"Secretary? A secretary is bold enough to glare at you like that? Big brother, you have been too soft on her," Vernon said. He had a thin smile as he added, "I never know that you have a weak spot for your secretary."

"No, she is just one of that side piece. I just tolerate her a bit more because she is my current condom," Vincent said.

"Hahaha! Okay, okay, I didn't know she was like that," Vernon said. They had a tacit understanding of what 'condom' meant.

It wasn't about a real condom. When Vincent said so, it meant that woman was the woman he regularly had sex with, just to ensure he didn't catch STD. Vincent learned this from his dad. Vincent naturally told Vernon about it when he was only nine years old in such an unnecessary detail.

Vincent looked at his little brother, who was smirking, "Don't laugh at me. You have a lot more condoms than me."

Vernon only snickered mischievously as he saw his big brother get more irritated by his teasing.

"How long have you been using her?" Vernon asked.

"Four years."

"Four years?!" Vernon's eyes widened. "Wow, brother, I didn't know you're so loyal even to your side piece."

"I just don't have time to find another one. Though I've been thinking about ditching her and finding another one, she started demanding more and more until she asked me to marry her. That's disgusting."

"Ohh? Then why don't you marry her, big brother?"

"Are you crazy? I am already married!" Vincent raised his voice. He found Vernon's question to be ridiculous.

Vernon laughed low, "Hahaha…. Does sister-in-law know about this side piece of yours in general?"

"Of course, she knows. She knows everyone I fucked. It's not that big of a deal," Vincent snorted.

"Eh~ but it looks like a big deal to me, brother. I mean, sister-in-law left, right? That means she must've been sad because of you fucking random woman outside," Vernon said. Of course, he had no intention of fixing the relationship between these two. He just found this amusing.

"Hmph, she is just an ungrateful bitch. I gave her everything and allowed her to live as my wife. But she still demands divorce or whatever."

"And you won't divorce her? I thought you didn't like her anymore."

Vincent went silent immediately. His expression turned stern as if he was holding anger. He glared at his little brother, but Vernon just shrugged without caring, "Don't be too angry, brother. I was just asking."

Vincent looked away, and his seat turned in the other direction. He was watching the view of a skyscraper and asked Vernon, "Do you not remember what I taught you when I was a kid?"

"I remember, big brother. Aren't you who brought me to watch dad fucking mom's sister while mom was busy adorning her new jewelry in the next room? It's a surreal experience for me, especially since you showed it to me when I was only ten years old," Vernon said. He was too disgusted to call his mom's sister 'aunt' that bitch didn't deserve that title.

"Indeed, I just want you to remember what our father said back then," Vincent said. "All that women love is money. Just give them money, and they will shut the hell up. It doesn't matter if you cheat on them or hit them once or twice. Just stuff them with money, and everything will be alright."

"And it works with mom, right?" Vernon asked. "Oh, and the other women that fucked with dad."

"It works for us too. Do you think those women will stay with us if we're not from the Gray family?" Vincent asked.

Vernon wanted to refute that. He got a lot of women solely by using his charm and looks while studying in Europe. He never told anyone that he was from the Gray family.

In fact, he had another surname that he adapted, though he didn't want to mention it.

Vernon stayed silent as he listened to his big brother.

"Women are nothing but a headache, especially when they start asking for too much. You need to put them in their place," Vincent said.

"Does that include sister-in-law?"

…

Vincent went silent for a while and added, "If you found a woman like her, ditch her. She is not worth your time. She will act sweet and innocent, but she is just another ungrateful bitch. Keep that in mind, Vernon. I've lived with her for ten years straight, not counting the dating stage. I know her."

Vernon smiled thin. Of course, his big brother knew about Chloe better than he. After all, they dated and married for fifteen years combined.

"I will keep it in mind, brother."

"Good, I just don't want you to get a bad influence," Vincent said. "Enough talking about her. I will find that bitch and drag her back to where she belongs."

Vincent finally turned his chair towards Vernon again and faced his little brother, "Now, since you're here, let's talk about business. I am interested in your growing company."

"And you want to expand the business? I thought Gray family already has everything in its hand."

"I do, but some of the fields can be too difficult to expand more without the help of an expert. I found that you're an expert in entertainment and investment, right, little bro?"

"Indeed, I am. I build my fortune through investment, stock trade, and joining the entertainment industry. My company has many branches in the entertainment, we have talent agency down to high-quality production house."

"Good, because I am interested in both. We will work together, Lil bro. Don't worry, you're my little brother. Of course, I will give you a good contract to benefit us both."

'I got you, big brother,' Vernon said in his heart.

He smiled kindly and nodded, "I'd love to, brother. "

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Vernon and Vincent discussed their new cooperation. It went pretty well, mainly because Vernon seemed submissive and tried to give Vincent an advantage over the contract.

In exchange, Vincent thought Vernon felt reluctant because he wasn't used to being favored.

p Despite all the craps that happened in Vincent's life. He still wanted Vernon to return to the family because Vernon was the only family he trusted in that rotten pile of cesspool.

Still, to this day, he didn't know what caused Vernon to leave abruptly after he married Chloe.

But it was all in the past anyway, so it didn't matter.

"I will tell my secretary to make the contract and inform you in a week. Don't worry, Vernon," Vincent said.

"Ah, but…" Vernon looked reluctant. "I don't think I will accept the contract, brother."

"Hm? Why? Is the share not enough for you?"

"Not at all! It's the opposite, in fact! You're giving me too much, brother! You're basically getting a penny compared to my profit if we're signing the contract!"

Vincent saw that Vernon was even more distressed just by the premise of him getting so little to this planned contract. He was amused— delighted even.

'My little brother is still the same, huh? He is still cute and kind, despite being all grown up,' Vincent thought. He missed his little brother a lot, but since they were all adults now, he couldn't just hug his little brother like before.

The Gray family was a big family full of snakes. You couldn't trust anyone there, not even your mother.

But for Vincent, Vernon was still his little brother, and the fact that he had ten years of experience outside meant that he was far better than the rest of those bastards in the Gray Family.

'Well, I don't care if I got losses with this contract. It's just pocket money, after all. But if this will help his business, why not?'

"No need to worry about my profit. Let's call this a trial period, shall we?" Vincent said. "If you're doing a great job, I will involve our two companies in many bigger projects. Hopefully, it can stand side by side on equal footing in the future."

"Brother…" Vernon felt emotional. He nodded assuringly, "I will work hard. I will make sure that you will see me as an adult. I will make you proud, brother!"

"Haha! You're already making me proud with all of your achievements, Vernon. But I want to see how much you've grown since you left the family ten years ago," Vincent said.

The two brothers conversed for a while, mostly talking about their younger days, but Vincent didn't seem to be in the mood to talk about the woman that filled Vincent's youthful day, aka Chloe Gray.

He seemed to continuously dodge the topic, and Vernon didn't want to force his big brother because it wasn't the time yet.

"Okay, I will leave now, big brother. It's already evening."

"Why leave? Let's go and have dinner, there is a nice restaurant nearby. You're a picky eater, right?" Vincent proposed. "This restaurant is brand new, and I know the head chef. He is a top chef from Austria. It will suit your taste."

Vernon refused politely, "I will just eat in my apartment. I've my food waiting there."

"You're eating in your apartment? Did you buy a takeout? Or you hire a chef?"

"I have someone that cooks for me, brother," Vernon replied lightly.

"Oh? This must be the new woman of yours," Vincent guessed, but Vernon didn't reply. He had a mysterious smile, though. "I guess you're dating a top female chef now, huh? I still remember that you're so picky when eating. The whole kitchen will always be busy trying to cater to your food preference that changes every day."

"Hahaha! I was such a brat when I was a kid," Vernon laughed, and Vincent laughed low.

"Well, let's have a family dinner later. I'm always curious about what you're doing in Europe. Mom always said that you're doing well and nothing is wrong, but it should be more convincing when it comes straight out of your mouth."

"Yes, brother, I'll tell you once I got more free time," Vernon said. He finally walked out of the CEO's office.

Vincent watched Vernon's back, and his smile faltered once his little brother left.

"It's not her, right?" Vincent asked.

It was true that Vernon had been a super picky eater since he was a baby. Even at one time, he would starve himself rather than eat something he disliked. He would also throw a temper tantrum often, mostly because he didn't get the food he liked.

Since they were born with a silver spoon, they didn't need to worry about material things. So food was the only thing that Vernon constantly threw tantrums off.

Until that woman— his wife, Chloe Gray came into his life.

Vernon dated her in high school. Because of her grades, she could enter the private high school despite coming from a low-average income family. She was smart and very smart academically. She also won a few competitions in junior high. That was why she could be in the same high school as Vincent.

Like a tale coming straight from a romance novel, Vincent was actually enamored by Chloe's brightness. She was bright like a star, smart, sensible, and beautiful as well. She was a perfect wife material since the first time Vincent met her.

So he dated her after he had approached her for a while.

When they were seventeen years old— a sophomore in high school, Vincent brought Chloe to the Gray mansion to introduce her to his parents.

They were indifferent, as always, and Vincent expected that coming from his family.

But he didn't expect Vernon, his little brother, to take a liking to Chloe. This usually bratty boy was the jewel in Vincent's eyes. He actually liked his girlfriend. It was the best outcome he could get from his family.

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But he didn't expect Vernon, his little brother, to take a liking to Chloe. This usually bratty boy was the jewel in Vincent's eyes. He actually liked his girlfriend. It was the best outcome he could get from his family.

"And Chloe is a great cook, I have to admit. Vernon liked her cooking so much that he would eat literally anything Chloe made."

…

"No, it's not her," Vincent shook his head. He knew his little brother very well. "Vernon might be a brat, but he idolized me when he was young. He was also very obedient."

"I already told him not to accept Chloe, so he has definitely rejected Chloe's plea. That bitch deserved to be punished for running away from me. Divorced is out of questions now," Vincent said.

Honestly, he wasn't sure of himself. He just couldn't sign that divorce paper, no matter what. Maybe he didn't want to find another woman to remarry because all of them were gold digger whores.

Vincent shook his head again, "I trust him. He is my brother, so he will not betray me."

**

Vernon entered his car and drove away from the office building. "Pffttthh… Heheheh…. Ahahah…. HAHAHAHAH!" Vernon was holding his laugh the entire time and finally burst out laughing. He laughed so much that he started getting stomach cramps.

"Ouch, ah… haha! Man, that's so funny!" Vernon continued snickering like a madman. "He trusts me completely. What an idiot! Ahahahahah!"

"Well, it's his fault for doing that. Everything has just started, it will take a while, but I will make sure both of them got destroyed," Vernon said. Of course, he already had a plan for Vincent, Chloe, and his family. But everything had just started, and he had to gain more trust and keep Chloe safe until he could utilize her for his gain.

His eyes cooled down until it was devoid of any emotion. "You're also on the list, Chloe Gray. Just because I'm keeping you around doesn't mean I need you to stay. You're as good as dead, just like my brother."

Vernon pressed the gas, and his car sped through the highway as he returned to his apartment.

**

Meanwhile, Chloe was busy helping and checking on Mackie's homework. She was glad that Miss Alicia— Mackie's homeroom teacher, made an ingenious idea for a small punishment.

Basically, if any student were arguing or fighting, they would be punished by giving them homework. The longer they throw tantrums or yell at their friends, the more homework piled up.

Mackie was getting bullied by Jaden and Mia again, but Mackie was a feisty little girl, she fought back, and they were finally punished. But because Mackie was the one who got bullied, Jaden and Mia got twice the amount of homework that Mackie had to do.

"Hmph! Mackie can fight them! Jaden and Mia said Mommy and Mackie won't see Daddy anymore, so I fight them!" Mackie said.

Chloe sighed, but she patted Mackie's hair, "Well, let's just focus on your homework, okay?"

"Okay, Mommy!"

Chloe was busy with her daughter in Mackie's bedroom until she heard the familiar voice calling her from the upper floor, aka Vernon's penthouse.

"Chloe, Chloe!"

Vernon's voice got louder and louder as he kept calling. Chloe checked the clock and frowned when she saw the time, 'It's still evening. Didn't he strike a deal with the client he met today?'

Chloe had to answer Vernon's calling. She was his maid, after all. She told Mackie, "Dear, you should go to sleep after this, okay? It's not good for your health if you're sleeping too late."

"Okay, Mommy! Is that Uncle Vernon in his apartment?" Mackie asked.

"Mhm, but it's already late. You can meet him again tomorrow, okay?"

"Hmph! Who wants to meet with Uncle Vernon? He is a meanie towards Mommy! Mommy, if Uncle Vernon hurts Mommy, tell Mackie, okay? Mackie will protect Mommy!"

Chloe smiled and patted her daughter's head again, "Don't worry, Uncle Vernon will not do anything to Mommy."

'I hope,' Chloe secretly wished.

She got up and left Mackie's bedroom to meet Vernon.

**

Vernon was a little— well, very annoyed right now. He refused to have dinner with his big brother because he expected Chloe to cook dinner for him.

But when he entered the penthouse, Chloe was nowhere to be seen, and the dining table was empty.

"What the— does she expect me to cook by myself? I paid her to cook!" Vernon complained. He started searching for his sister-in-law, "Sister-in-law? Chloe, Chloe!"

"Y—Yes!" Chloe quickened her pace and climbed upstairs. She saw Vernon sitting at the dining table with an expression that could only be described as upset.

More like a young boy being upset, actually.

"Do you need something, Vernon?"

Vernon gave her a side-glance and clicked his tongue in annoyance, "Is this the way for you to greet me? Do you not understand your job here?"

Chloe still looked confused, and Vernon pointed at the empty dining table, "Where's my dinner?"

"Ah... I thought you would be working until late at night and have dinner outside…." Chloe replied.

"And? You still need to cook for me even if I'm not at home!"

"B—But it would be a waste. The ingredients are expensive—"

Vernon slammed the mahogany table once he heard Chloe say it'd be a waste of ingredients because it was expensive. His mood was instantly ruined. He got up and stood in front of Chloe like an intimidating beast, ready to devour her, "Do you think I don't have money to feed you? Huh? I can feed you with all the lavish things in life!"

"I—I never said that…." Chloe took a step back to avoid Vernon, who was angered for no reason, and Vernon naturally took a step forward to close their gap.

Chloe didn't know why Vernon was always angry because she was just trying to be economical.

In her life with Vincent, she would cook a lot for her husband, and Vincent would eat for one or two bites before leaving. He would also scold Chloe, calling her a stupid bitch for wasting food…

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Back in her life with Vincent, she would cook a lot for her husband, and Vincent would eat for one or two bites before leaving. He would also scold Chloe, calling her a stupid bitch for wasting food…

'Even though he is the one who said not to worry about ingredients and such, I cooked a lot for him….' Chloe looked at Vernon in a daze. His handsome face was stained with anger as if he was really offended by her words.

His face really reminded Chloe of Vincent. They were brothers, after all. They would also think the same, and when Vernon told him to use the black card… it was just another trap.

Another debt trap, another way to hurt her…

'I don't understand… what did I do wrong? Why are you so mad at me? Isn't it correct to save money and ingredients if you'll just scold me for cooking unnecessarily…' Chloe pondered. 'Or you want me to cook a lot, so you can mock me for being a wasteful bitch? There is no chance for me to retaliate, huh?'

'Vincent… you're truly vile….' Chloe said in her heart. All the mockery, insult, sneer, and emotional abuse that Vincent afflicted her suddenly flooded her mind, and she saw the trace of Vincent in Vernon's eyes.

Vernon was yelling over and over until his throat got dry. Yet, Chloe was unresponsive the whole time.

She stared at him with her doe beautiful doe eyes as if she didn't understand what made Vernon angry. Vernon snapped out of frustration. He grabbed her arms with his strong grip and yelled in front of her, "STOP STARING AT ME LIKE THAT AND SAY SOMETHING!"

Chloe's body trembled once Vernon tightened his grip around her arm, and her eyes glazed with tears.

Slowly, a single tear streamed from the edge of her eyes down to her cheek.

Vernon was stunned when he saw the tear, "Wait—"

Before Vernon could say more, he felt something hit his temple.

"What the—"

Vernon turned to the right and saw Mackie holding pencils, pens, books, and everything she had while glaring at Vernon.

"DON'T BULLY MOMMY! BAD UNCLE!" Mackie threw her belongings one by one to Vernon, and some actually hit his head.

"Stop! You kid— ouch!" When he saw a pen almost hit his eye, Vernon covered his eyes spontaneously. He released Chloe, who pushed him and ran towards her daughter.

She grabbed Mackie and carried her as she ran downstairs.

"WAIT!" Vernon tried to chase Chloe, but once he went downstairs, the woman and her daughter were nowhere to be seen. They were probably hiding in one of the rooms.

Vernon clenched his fist, wanting to curse loudly, but he knew that little girl was with Chloe right now. He didn't want his niece to hear some curse words coming from him.

Thus, Vernon returned to his penthouse, feeling very annoyed, angry, and with a tint of regret in his heart.

Vernon sat on the sofa and massaged his temples. He got a headache just thinking about Chloe.

"Did I go too far?" Vernon asked himself. But then tried to defend his argument, "I didn't mean to yell at her so much, but she is unresponsive…."

"Besides, why does she keep poking on my sore spot? I know I'm not as powerful or rich as my big brother, and I'm working hard on it! Does she not know how difficult it is to start everything from the ground without the help of your family at all?"

"Does she not remember what she said to me back then? FUCK!" Vernon punched the wall beside the sofa and grew more and more frustrated.

Yes, he knew that he was an emotional, moody person. His actions were mostly driven by emotion, and he would only use his logic at work. She practically raised him from the age of seven until he was fifteen!

Chloe should've known that!

"So why would she continuously mock me for what I lacked the most?" Vernon continued to punch the wall until his fist was wounded and started bleeding. He didn't care so much about it, though. He was just angry and frustrated with Chloe's behavior.

"Ah, fuck this! I don't care anymore!"

Vernon closed his eyes and slept on the long sofa. He covered his eyes with his arm and ignored the stinging pain in his knuckle. He wasn't a crybaby who would cry over an injured fist anyway.

**

Meanwhile, Chloe was hugging Mackie the whole time. She was so afraid that Vernon would break in after she escaped with Mackie, so she entered Mackie's room and locked the door to save herself and her daughter.

She hugged Mackie on the bed, but her daughter was still furious;

"Uncle Vernon is mean! He is so mean to Mommy! He is not like Daddy!"

'Oh, trust me, dear. Your father is ten times worse than your Uncle Vernon. He is probably a hundred times worse. Your father is the worst human ever existed, my dear,' Chloe said in her heart, not wanting Mackie to know about her father's heinous deeds. 'But I won't let you know this. I don't want you to get hurt….'

"Sshh, let's just go to sleep, okay?" Chloe said, trying to pacify her daughter.

"But Mackie saw Mommy crying!"

"Mommy is not crying. Mommy… Mommy just got pepper in my eyes, and Uncle Vernon helps Mommy," Chloe said. She knew it was a stupid reason, but Mackie trusted her completely, so she should believe it, right?

Mackie stared at her Mommy, and her small hands patted her Mommy's cheek, "Mommy, don't cry. Mackie is sad now…."

Chloe gently held her daughter's small hands on her cheek, "Mommy is not sad, so Mackie should not be sad, okay?"

"But…"

Chloe faked her yawning and closed her eyes, "Ah, Mommy is so sleepy tonight. Why don't we sleep, hm?"

"… Okay, Mommy…"

Mackie buried her head on Mommy's neck and quickly fell asleep in her warm embrace.

Chapter 65Mackie buried her head on Mommy's neck and quickly fell asleep in her warm embrace.

Chloe caressed Mackie's hair gently until she made sure she had fallen asleep completely.

After being assured, Chloe slowly shifted away from Mackie to separate themselves. She tucked Mackie with a blanket before leaving her daughter's bedroom quietly.

She tiptoed around the corridor, afraid that Vernon was waiting for her in her apartment. But thankfully, he wasn't here.

'But what about the banging sound I heard earlier?' Chloe wondered. She indeed heard the sound of banging when she was inside the bedroom with Mackie.

It was so loud and continuous that it was hard to ignore.

She looked around, checking if anything was damaged or destroyed in her apartment. But everything was intact.

So, the most plausible explanation was Vernon stopping at the stair before returning to his penthouse.

Chloe gulped as she stopped in front of the stair. She knew she had to hide from Vernon from his violent streak.

But she wanted to check on him, she would sincerely apologize for what she did wrong…

"Though, I still don't know what I did wrong…." Chloe murmured. "But he helped me, he is my employer, and I am the one who makes a mistake…."

Chloe took a deep breath to brace herself and climbed the stair while tiptoeing, hoping she didn't make any noise disturbing Vernon.

She peeked before she stepped on the last staircase. She expected the penthouse to be absolutely destroyed. But there seemed to be nothing wrong. No glass or plates were destroyed, and no table was overturned.

As if Vernon had just ended his violent streak right after Chloe escaped with her daughter.

Chloe didn't understand this guy, his mood swing was crazy, and Chloe didn't even know what made him angry. Everything about this man was just so random.

After ensuring that Vernon was nowhere near the kitchen and dining area, she braced herself and entered Vernon's penthouse. She looked around and couldn't find Vernon everywhere until she saw a silhouette sleeping on the long sofa in the living room.

The living room was dim as the only source of light was the moon showering his handsome face gently. Chloe approached the man and saw Vernon sleeping there.

He seemed to be in a deep sleep, with his arm covering his eyes.

Chloe stood at least two feet from the long sofa, staring at Vernon, who was fast asleep.

"I don't know what's on your mind, Vernon. You can be so kind one time and vicious a minute after," Chloe murmured, ensuring her voice was low enough so she wouldn't wake him up.

She heard Vernon grumbling about something in his sleep, but it was inaudible. Yet, Vernon repeated that random name continuously, so it must've been something important.

Curious, Chloe took a step forward to check on Vernon and heard Vernon someone's name in his sleep. Unfortunately, Chloe couldn't really catch the name he was murmuring in his sleep, but it was definitely a name because he repeated it over and over.

As Chloe observed the sleeping lion, she noticed something wrong with the wall behind the sofa.

It had been cracked badly, and blood splattered on the wall. Chloe gasped and held her breath instantly. She covered her mouth, afraid she would wake Vernon up.

She observed the cracked wall with blood again and checked Vernon's hands.

The first hand— the arm that covered his eyes wasn't injured, but when she checked the other hand hanging low, she almost gasped twice.

"Oh… my… god…." Chloe saw Vernon's fist had been bloodied. It looked so terrible that she wondered if she should call an ambulance.

'Wait, I don't know if he is still mad or not….' Chloe wondered. She wanted to help him, but his rage made her hesitate. 'Okay, if I can't call an ambulance, at least I can give him first aid.'

Chloe climbed downstairs and returned to Vernon with a first aid kit.

She took a deep breath and carefully sat on the floor while checking the bloodied hand. She took out an alcohol antiseptic wipe, bandage, and a small bucket of water from the bathroom.

Chloe checked the fist first by carefully holding Vernon's wrist and slipped her fingers to intertwine with his, so Chloe could spread his fingers and gently wash them with water.

At first, Vernon cupped his fist tightly, even when he was asleep.

But once Chloe's fingers tried to open his fist gently, the tight fist lowered its defense slowly until Chloe could intertwine their fingers and started washing Vernon's fist.

The blood had been dry, so it must've been a while since he punched that wall. After she was done washing the dried blood off his knuckles, the wounds became visible.

It was horrible, and Chloe didn't understand why Vernon would do this to himself.

'Okay, okay, relax, Chloe. It's time to apply the alcohol wipe.'

Chloe carefully soaked the cotton wipe with antiseptic. She tapped the wound, but Vernon reacted instantly once he felt the stinging pain in his hand.

"HRHHMM!"

Chloe quickly ducked when she heard the grumble. She was afraid that Vernon would be angry again if he woke up.

But contrary to her expectation, Vernon just switched his position a bit. He moved his wounded hand and stretched it on top of his head.

"Phew…" Chloe carefully sat on the bed beside Vernon's head and grabbed his hand.

She checked the wound and continued tapping the antiseptic-soaked cotton wipe on the wounds. Vernon's brows creased, but he didn't respond until the fifth tap on the worst wound.

Vernon suddenly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was his sister-in-law's face, staring at him with shock and fear in her eyes.

'Is this a dream?' Vernon pondered in his mind. He had this dream many times, after all.

The same face, the same expression.

Vernon chuckled, mocking himself, "Even in my dream, you're still the same…."