Rise of The Abandoned Husband (Liam Knight) novel Chapter 105

105 Chapter 105–Ferris Wheel Promises and an Unspoken Goodbye

105 Chapter 105 – Ferris Wheel Promises and an

Unspoken Goodbye

The crowd around us fell into a tense silence as Asher Lane’s face transformed from arrogance to alarm. The recognition in his eyes was unmistakable as he stared at Isabelle. Without warning, he dropped to one knee before her, his head bowed low.

“Miss Ashworth,” he said, his voice stripped of its previous confidence. “Please accept my deepest apologies for any inconvenience caused by my… associate.”

Lyra’s jaw dropped. “Asher, what are you doing?” she hissed, pulling at his sleeve. “Get up! You don’t kneel to anyone!”

He shook her off with such force that she stumbled backward. “Silence!” he snapped, not even looking at her. His eyes remained fixed on Isabelle, filled with something

close to fear.

I couldn’t help but marvel at the power Isabelle commanded with her mere presence. The mighty heir to the Lane.family, kneeling in public–it was a sight I never thought

I’d witness.

Isabelle regarded him coolly: “Your associate has been quite disruptive, Young Lord Lane. I would suggest you handle the situation accordingly.”

Asher nodded quickly, then rose to his feet. He turned to Lyra, who was still gaping at

the scene before her.

“You’ve insulted the Ashworth family,” he said, his voice dangerously quiet. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

Before Lyra could respond, Asher signaled to his men. “Remove her from the premises. Make sure she understands the gravity of her mistake.”

“What? Asher, you can’t be serious!” Lyra shrieked as two security guards gripped her arms. “I’m your girlfriend!”

“Not anymore,” he replied coldly. “And consider your contract with Lane

Entertainment terminated, effective immediately.”

As they dragged the sputtering actress away, Asher turned back to Isabelle and bowed

deeply. “I hope this resolves the matter to your satisfaction, Miss Ashworth.”

Isabelle gave him a slight nod. “It does. You may go now.”

Without another word, Asher retreated, his earlier swagger entirely gone. The officials who had arrived at Isabelle’s call also dispersed, leaving us once again surrounded by curious parkgoers who were still trying to process what they’d witnessed.

“That was quite a show,” I said, unable to keep the admiration from my voice.

Isabelle’s serious expression melted into a playful smile. “Let’s not waste any more time on unpleasantness. We came here to have fun, didn’t we?”

Just like that, the tension evaporated, and Isabelle was once again the carefree young woman I’d walked into the park with. She grabbed my hand, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

“Come on! I want to try everything!”

For the next few hours, we lost ourselves in the simple joy of the amusement park. We raced on bumper cars, challenged each other at carnival games (which Isabelle dominated with surprising skill), and stuffed ourselves with cotton candy and caramel apples. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d laughed so freely or felt so light.

“The Ferris wheel next!” Isabelle exclaimed as the afternoon sun began its descent. “We have to ride it while the sun is setting.”

As our carriage climbed slowly into the sky, the park below us

Brew smaller, the crowds thinning into colorful dots. Isabelle sat close beside me, our shoulders touching. The setting sun cast a golden glow across her face, making her look almost

ethereal.

“Let’s take some pictures,” she suddenly suggested, pulling out her phone. “I want to remember this day forever.”

She leaned in close, holding the phone at various angles as we posed together. One serious, one silly, one with her kissing my cheek–each photo capturing a moment I knew I’d treasure. There was something almost desperate in her enthusiasm, as if she was trying to preserve each/second.

When we reached the highest point of the wheel, our carriage paused, suspended between heaven and earth. The city spread out beneath us, bathed in sunset’s glow.

“Do you know the legend of the Ferris wheel?” Isabelle asked softly, turning to face me.

I shook my head,

“They say if two people kiss at the highest point, they’ll be together forever. Her voice was almost a whisper, her eyes searching mine.

Before I could respond, she leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to my cheek. The touch of her lips sent warmth spreading through me, a feeling so powerful it almost hurt.

“I don’t usually believe in such superstitions,” she continued, a hint of vulnerability in her voice. “But today, I want to.”

Looking at her in that moment–her eyes reflecting the sunset, her smile both happy and somehow sad–I felt something shift inside me. This beautiful, powerful woman had walked into my life and changed everything. The realization of how much she meant to me was overwhelming.

“Meeting you is the happiest thing that’s happened in my life,” I confessed, the words tumbling out before I could think better of them. “And I won’t lose you. No matter what

comes our way.”

leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, sealing my promise. When I pulled back, I could see tears glistening in her eyes, though she quickly blinked them

away.

“Let’s make more memories,” she said, her voice slightly unsteady. “We still have so many rides to try.”

We spent the rest of the evening chasing thrills–screaming on roller coasters, getting drenched on water rides, and sharing quiet moments between attractions. Each time our hands touched or our eyes met, I felt that same surge of emotion, a certainty that something profound was growing between us.

When the park finally closed, we walked back to our hotel in comfortable silence, both of us lost in thought. At her door, Isabelle turned to me with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.

“Thank

you for today, Liam. It was perfect.”

“We’ll do it again soon,” I promised.

She nodded, but something in her expression made my heart clench. Before I could

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