Rise of The Abandoned Husband (Liam Knight) novel Chapter 7
Chapter 7: Chapter 7 – A Stunning Victory and a Powerful Woman’s Intent
Gideon’s face twisted with rage as he stared at me in disbelief. The audacity of my demand—that he should kneel and apologize—seemed to short-circuit something in his brain.
“You pathetic worm,” he snarled, his expensive cologne wafting toward me as he leaned in. “Do you have any idea who I am?”
“The man who’s been sleeping with my wife,” I replied calmly, a strange sense of detachment washing over me. “The man who’s about to learn a valuable lesson about underestimating others.”
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Seraphina laughed sharply beside him. “Look at him, Gideon. Playing tough guy now that he’s been kicked out. Liam, you were nothing when my family took you in, and you’re nothing now.”
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I felt the energy within me responding to my emotions, coiling like a spring ready to release. The knowledge that had flooded my mind overnight told me exactly how to channel this power, but I held back, curious to see what would happen next.
Gideon’s patience snapped. With a roar, he lunged forward, his fist aimed directly at my face. Three years ago—hell, even yesterday—that punch would have sent me sprawling. But now…
I sidestepped with ease, the movement feeling like I was gliding through water rather than air. Before Gideon could register what had happened, I delivered an open-handed slap to his face. The crack echoed through the quiet neighborhood as he flew backward, crashing into the side of his car hard enough to dent the door.
“Gideon!” Seraphina shrieked, her eyes wide with shock.
I stared at my hand in momentary amazement. The cultivation techniques weren’t just knowledge—they worked. They actually worked. And I had barely used any of my new strength.
Gideon struggled to his feet, blood trickling from his split lip. His designer suit was ruined, dirt and grass stains smeared across what had probably cost thousands of dollars. The look of disbelief on his face quickly morphed into murderous rage.
“You’re dead,” he growled, charging toward me again.
This time, I didn’t slap him. As he approached, I pivoted and drove my foot into his chest in a perfect front kick. Once again, I restrained my strength, but even so, Gideon sailed through the air before crumpling to the ground several feet away. He lay there, wheezing, unable to rise.
“What… what did you do to him?” Seraphina backed away from me, genuine fear in her eyes.
A strange thrill ran through me. For three years, I had been the one cowering, the one afraid. Now the tables had turned, and the feeling was intoxicating.
“Nothing compared to what I could do,” I said quietly.
I walked over to where Gideon lay sprawled on the pavement, struggling to breathe. Crouching beside him, I spoke softly so only he could hear.
“Listen carefully, Gideon. Things have changed. I’ve changed. If you or the Sterlings come after me again, what happened today will seem like a friendly greeting. Do you understand?”
He managed a weak nod, fear replacing the arrogance in his eyes.
Standing, I turned to Seraphina. “Tell your father our divorce will be finalized soon. I won’t be asking for anything—not because I couldn’t get it, but because I want nothing that reminds me of the past three years.”
Without waiting for her response, I walked away, feeling lighter than I had in years. The power thrumming through my veins was real, but I knew it was just the beginning. According to the knowledge in my mind, I was barely scratching the surface of what was possible.
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Two hours later, I found myself in the medicinal district of Havenwood City, staring disappointedly at the herbs available in the local pharmacies. Everything was low-grade, mass-produced, and woefully inadequate for the cultivation methods I needed to pursue.
“These won’t do,” I muttered to myself, examining a withered ginseng root that the shopkeeper had proudly presented as his premium stock. The price tag was ridiculous for something so clearly inferior.
I checked my wallet again—just three hundred and seventeen dollars to my name. The jade pendant my father had left me was priceless in terms of the knowledge it had unlocked, but it wouldn’t pay for groceries or rent. The villa Isabelle had provided was a godsend, but I couldn’t rely on her charity forever.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. Seraphina’s name flashed on the screen. I almost declined the call but decided to answer.
“What?” I asked flatly.
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