Divorced My Scum Husband, Married His Evil brother

But there was no point in being jealous. He was a grown-up now, and he still at least had a good memory of being taken care of by his Big sis Chloe when he was young. It was the only memory he cherished, knowing there was a woman who could stuff his cold, empty heart with love and warmth.

Thus, after calming himself, Vernon asked, "So, what do you think? Do you want to take the job to take care of these boys?"

Dorothea got up from the bed and faced Vernon, "Yes, I agree," she replied. There was a fiery determination in her eyes. "I will show you that I am a changed woman, Vernon. I may not be the good mother that you need when you are a kid, but I will show you that I can be a good mother for these boys, and good grandma for Mackie and your next children with Chloe."

Vernon would lie if he said he wasn't happy with Dorothea's resolve.

She was right. Dorothea missed her chance to raise Vernon, but luckily, Chloe did that.

But she could be a good grandma for his children and also a good mother for these boys.

'I am sure Chloe will be happy with this arrangement, I can't wait to hug her and reconcile as soon as possible,' Vernon thought.

"Then I will start by moving all of you to two suites with a connecting door. So you will have your own room, and those boys will have theirs as well," Vernon said. "You don't need to watch them 24/7, because I think most of them are well behaved, especially the oldest one," Vernon pointed at Aaron, who was hugging his brother.

"That boy has matured way too fast. He's very well spoken, a little timid, and also polite. I think he will also help taking care of his brothers and helping you with house chores," Vernon said. "Remember, other than the ones who'll do laundry and deliver food if you need to, there will be nobody who will enter the suites. All of you are still in hiding, and we cannot afford a fuck up."

"Yes, I understand," Dorothea said. She stared at her son, who looked so tough and decisive. He was so different compared to Vincent, who was an egomaniac.

Maybe because Vernon was raised by Chloe, not her. So he grew up to be the better one among her sons.

She felt slightly emotional and asked timidly, "Vernon, can I… hug you?"

"Huh?" Vernon frowned. "What for?"

"I just… I just want to hug you. I have no intention other than hugging my son…." Dorothea said.

Vernon went silent for a long time, which made it awkward for Dorothea, so she changed her mind, "I—It's fine, I'm sorry for—"

"Make it quick," Vernon said.

"Sorry?"

"I said, make it quick before I change my mind," Vernon repeated.

Dorothea was shocked, but she quickly opened her arms and hugged her son. She rested her head on her son's chest, and her voice became hoarse instantly as she tried to hold her tears, "My son, you've grown to be a great man…."

"You should thank Chloe for that," Vernon said. He tried to play it cool, but his body was trembling right now.

He was fighting the urge to hug her back simply because he thought that Dorothea didn't deserve to get hugged by him.

"I know. I have a lifetime debt for Chloe. She raised you well, and she also gave me the second chance in life," Dorothea said. "My son, I'm sorry for everything I did for you. I'll spend my lifetime proving that I'm a better woman now, and I can be good too."

Vernon said nothing, but he allowed his mother to hug him tighter for a long time before she separated herself.

Dorothea wiped the tears at the edge of her eyes and said, "Don't worry about these boys, I will tell them about myself tomorrow morning. But you should also tell Chloe about this new arrangement, so she can help me and these boys to connect better. I know that Chloe must be the only one they trust right now."

Vernon nodded, "I'll return to the penthouse now. All of you will move to the new suites with connecting doors by tomorrow morning."

Vernon swiftly left the room to calm his heart. He entered the elevator and took plenty of deep breaths because there was excruciating pain in his heart.

For some reason, he actually wanted to hug his old mother. He wanted to tell his mother that he also wanted to reconcile with her. He wanted to forgive her for all the terrible things she did when he was young.

But his pride prevented him from doing so. He didn't want to look easy, and this conflict in his heart only worsened his heartache.

"Damn, I can't believe that I'm actually thinking about forgiving Dorothea. Chloe really should pat me in the head for being so kind these days," Vernon complained.

He reached the top floor and unlocked the penthouse door with his fingerprint. His eyes darted to his bedroom door. He didn't know if Chloe was still inside or if she had returned to her room downstairs.

But there was only one way to find out.

Vernon opened the bedroom door and then saw the sight of Chloe sleeping on his bed. She was curled up like a ball and looked fragile and sad, especially with the dried tears at the corner of her eyes.

Well, of course, she was sad.

Vernon knew that Chloe always cried alone after they had a fight. That was why he tried his best not to fight with her, or else he had to see her tears.

Vernon carefully rolled on the bed, joining Chloe, and spooned her from behind. He pulled Chloe deeper towards his embrace and whispered, "Don't worry about anything, my love. I will do everything as long as you're with me. As long as you can be happy only with me."