All Chapters of My Invincible Husband Has Returned: Chapter 2301 - Chapter 2310

Over and over, Sunniva repeated those words like a mantra, trying to drill into her head that Liam was off the market, a family man.However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not shake the image of Liam, who swooped into her life like a guardian angel in her hour of need.How could she not fall for a guy like that?Even fully aware that he was taken, Liam's image was seared into her heart, unshakable.Her mind was a mess, her heart in turmoil. She knew her crush on Liam was wrong, but she could not rein in her runaway feelings.Meanwhile, Liam downstairs had no clue about the storm raging inside Sunniva. Once she was gone, he casually strolled over to the sofa and took a seat."How's it looking with Jeffrey?" Liam inquired.Calum straightened up, his face set in seriousness, and replied, "I've been in touch. He says we're good to go. We'll head out tomorrow to meet him, and the guide will take us to Wraith Island."...At the crack of dawn the following day, Liam, with

With a detached tone, the old man spoke, "The illustrious Commander-in-chief of Pendragon from Biskeland, head of the Draconian Order, it's quite a surprise to have you visit this humble place."Liam was taken aback as well. He did not expect the man to recognize him, let alone be aware of the Draconian Order. His brow furrowed in an instant.Jeffrey's eyes widened in shock as he turned to Liam. "Wow! Mr. Cole, who would've thought you're the King Pendragon of the Draconian Order!"Liam ignored the comment, his piercing gaze fixed on the white-haired old man, a storm of suspicion swirling in his eyes.Unperturbed, the old man with the white hair walked over to the desk, clutching the sheepskin book. "You're looking to head to Wraith Island?" he asked.Regaining his composure, Jeffrey nodded earnestly. "Exactly, York. We're aiming for Wraith Island and could use your guidance."York stopped thumbing through the book, gave a nod, and said, "That would've been fine before, but not n

Convinced by Liam's earnest nod, Jeffrey made up his mind and declared, "Okay! Let's head over!"Jeffrey led Liam to a different underground gambling joint on the other side of town.This place was a good deal bigger than the York joint they just left, and it had its unique vibe.There, among the usual spread of gambling tables, there was a boxing ring—a different kind of bet altogether.Right then, the ring was alive with action. A beefy white guy was locked in a fierce match with a black guy.The fight was at its boiling point. The black guy might not have had the bulk, but he was holding his own in strength.It was obvious the black guy was getting the upper hand, while the white guy was starting to flag, his energy waning.The white fighter knew he was in trouble, his moves becoming more frantic.He realized if he did not take his opponent down soon, he would be the one hitting the mat in less than ten rounds.With a guttural roar, he launched into a more aggressive assaul

At those words, Jeffrey at Liam's side furrowed his brow and leaned into murmur, "Mr. Cole, this Kastor is the town's top fighter. He's known around here as the 'Champion of a Hundred Fights' in the boxing arena."Years ago, Kastor was already a force to reckon with, a veritable God of War. Then, he was even more formidable, easily ranking among the generals in terms of might. However, as for you."Jeffrey was aware of Liam's reputation for being incredibly strong, but having never seen him in action, he could not quite fathom the extent of Liam's power.Yet, when Liam heard the boast about Kastor, he did not even flinch. He did not see Kastor as a threat.With an unflinching gaze, Liam watched Kastor, who was itching for a fight, and simply shook his head. "I'm not going to fight you."Kastor's face twisted with displeasure at the rejection, and he sneered, "Why? Is the so-called Commander-in-chief of Pendragon nothing more than a paper tiger?"Kastor had little respect for Liam

The crowd, once wild with cheers, fell eerily silent, their faces a mask of shock as they witnessed the unbelievable scene.What in the world just happened?How could their champion, Kastor, have been defeated?So utterly crushed at that!?Kastor, then a broken figure, continued to bleed from the mouth, his right hand a mangled mess, particularly the palm, which was completely pulverized.Gone was his earlier swagger, and with bitter clarity, Kastor understood the truth—he was never in Liam's league, to begin with.Liam stood victorious in the ring, his face a mask of calm as he gazed down at Kastor sprawled on the mat. "Let me tell you something, Kastor," he said, his voice icy, "We Biskelanders are far from weaklings. And remember your own words, will you?" Kastor, wincing with pain, pushed himself up, his face a picture of shock. Then he got it—why everyone was so scared of the Commander-in-chief of Pendragon. However, accepting defeat? That was something Kastor, the town'