Rise of The Abandoned Husband (Liam Knight) novel Chapter 20

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Repaid, A Family’s Fury

The words hung in the air like poison. Beside me, I felt rather than saw Isabelle’s body

tense.

“How dare you,” Isabelle said, her voice deadly quiet. The temperature in our corner of the ballroom seemed to drop several degrees.

Before I could even process what was happening, Isabelle’s hand flashed through the air. The sharp crack of her palm connecting with Seraphina’s check echoed through the suddenly silent room.

Seraphina stumbled backward, her hand flying to her reddening cheek, her eyes wide with shock. “You–you struck me!”

“And I’ll do it again if you speak about Liam that way,” Isabelle said, her voice trembling with fury. “You worthless, shallow creature. You had a man of exceptional talent and character in your home for three years, and you treated him like dirt beneath your feet.

I stood frozen, watching this unfold. Never in my life had anyone defended me this

way.

Gideon Blackwood’s face had gone pale as milk. He looked from Seraphina to Isabelle, then back again, clearly calculating his next move. Survival instinct won over marital loyalty.

“Seraphina!” Gideon hissed, grabbing her arm. “Apologize to Mr. Knight. Now!”

When Seraphina merely gaped at him in disbelief, Gideon’s hand shot out, landing another slap across her already reddened cheek.

“I said apologize!” he demanded, his voice cracking with panic. “Do you have any idea who you’ve just insulted? The Ashworths could destroy our entire family with one phone call!”

Tears welling in her eyes, Seraphina turned to me. “Liam, I–I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those things.”

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I looked at her–really looked at her. This woman who had belittled me, cheated on me, made me sleep on the floor beside the bed I’d bought with my own money. For three years, I’d endured her scorn, her family’s contempt, her lovers sneaking through our

home.

“Your apology means nothing to me, I said coldly. “You’re garbage, Seraphina. Always have been.”

Gideon stepped forward, sweat beading on his forehead. “Mr. Knight, please accept my sincerest apologies as well. My wife spoke out of turn-”

“Save it,” I cut him off. “I remember how you laughed when she poured hot tea on me at your dinner party last year. I remember every insult, every humiliation. Neither of you are worth my time or attention.”

I turned to Isabelle, whose eyes shone with something that looked like pride. “Shall we rejoin the table? I believe we were having a much more stimulating conversation there.” As we walked away, I heard Seraphina’s strangled sob behind us. For three years, I’d dreamed of the day I might see her brought low. Now that it had happened, I felt nothing but cold indifference.

“That was perfectly handled, Isabelle murmured. “You showed strength without cruelty. That’s rare.”

“I’ve had enough cruelty in my life to know I don’t want to dish it out,” I replied. “Even to those who might deserve it.”

The next morning at the Ashworth Estate, I found myself once again trying to reason with William Vance, who had arrived early to discuss business with Michael Ashworth. “Mr. Vance, please. The black aurà surrounding your chest is darker today,” I insisted, keeping my voice low so others wouldn’t hear. “I know how this sounds, but you need immediate medical attention.”

William’s face flushed with anger. “Young man, I’ve tolerated your presence because of Isabelle’s inexplicable interest in you. But I will not be lectured about my health by some upstart with delusions of medical expertise.”

“It’s not a delusion, I pressed. “The darkness I see–it Indicates severe obstruction in

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your coronary arteries. Even minor exertion could trigger-”

“Enough!” William snapped, banging his fist on the mahogany table. “Michael, control your protégé before I reconsider our arrangement.”

Michael Ashworth shot me a warning glance, but before he could speak sabelle stepped into the room.

“What’s happening here?” she asked, her gaze moving between us.

William scoffed. “Your pet project is playing doctor again. Claims he can see ‘darkness‘ around my heart. Nonsense.”

Isabelle’s expression remained neutral, but her eyes met mine with understanding.

“William,” she said calmly, “Liam doesn’t make claims lightly. Perhaps you should consider what he’s saying

“Not you too,” William groaned. “I had a full physical three months ago. Clean bill of health.”

I wanted to argue further, to tell him how the black energy was pulsating, how it had spread since yesterday, but I knew it was futile. Some people couldn’t be helped until they wanted it.

“As you wish, Mr. Vance,” I said finally. “I hope I’m wrong”

Later that afternoon, I found myself standing outside the Sterling family’s estate, a small jade bottle containing a Soul Nourishment Pill clutched in my hand. This would be my final visit here.

William Sterling had shown me small kindnesses during my years of torment–a sympathetic glance, an occasional defense when Beatrice’s cruelty became too extreme. He had a weak heart, both literally and figuratively. This pill would strengthen him, repaying the debt I owed for those rare moments of humanity. After that, I would be done with the Sterlings forever.

I pressed the intercom button, and the gates slowly swung open. The sprawling mansion looked exactly as I remembered it, yet somehow diminished. Once, I had approached this house with dread in my stomach. Now I felt nothing but mild

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impatience.

I didn’t make it halfway up the driveway before Beatrice Sterling burst through the front door, her face contorted with rage. Behind her came Simon Sterling, Seraphina’s father, his heavy frame moving with surprising speed.

“You!” Beatrice shricked, pointing a bony finger at me. “How dare you show your face here after what you did to my daughter!”

I stopped, regarding them calmly. “I’ve come to see William. It will only take a

moment.

“Get off our property!” Simon bellowed, his face purple with fury. “You humiliated my daughter in front of the entire city! Made her the laughingstock of high society!”

I almost laughed. “I humiliated her? After three years of being treated like a servant in my own home?”

“Your home?” Beatrice spat. “This was your home, you ungrateful wretch! We took you in when you had nothing!”

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