All Chapters of My Invincible Husband Has Returned: Chapter 661 - Chapter 670

Although it was still early, the morning market was already packed full of people, most white-collar workers who were there to buy their breakfast before heading off to work. Liam and Jovie arrived at a bakery famous for their bagels. There was already a line, and Liam joined the end of the queue, playing with Jovie while they awaited their turn. Jovie clung onto Liam's leg, watching in awe as the pastry chefs kneaded dough in the store window, with rows and rows of fresh, fluffy bagels laid out for display. She gulped, staring at the bagels, then exclaimed, "Dad! It smells so good! I'm going to have so many of these!"Before Liam could even reply, however, a scuffle rang out from behind them, which was followed closely behind by people's cries of outrage. "Hey, who do you think you are? Line up!""How uncivilized are you? Stop pushing!""Everyone here is in a rush, too, but that doesn't mean you can cut queues and be rude! This is unacceptable.""Youngsters nowadays are gett

Watson and the man whose wrist Liam was broken crashed onto the ground together, and at the same time, Watson's knife sank right into the flesh of his subordinate's trunk, and blood spurted out of the wound. "Ahh!" the man let out a shriek of agony and stumbled to his feet, his entire body shaking like a leaf. He was clutching his broken wrist with one hand, and as he stood up, the hilt of the knife stuck out from his flesh, glinting menacingly and even shaking along with his body. Everyone watching held their breaths in fear, but when they saw that Watson was defeated, they broke out in cheers and applause. All of them knew Watson; he was the local thug and was terrorizing this area for as long as they could remember. Therefore, it was good to see him get a taste of his own medicine!Watson was so stunned that he could not even move for a few seconds. Finally, when he heard his subordinate screaming, he snapped out of his stupor and leaped to his feet. His expression was dark, lo

Dylan looked to be in his early fifties and had a strikingly bald head, but that was not the only thing special about him. He also had a giant tattoo of a tiger spanning across his entire upper chest, making him look even more menacing than he already did.Dylan turned to stare at his son, who was at this moment sobbing as he clutched his swollen cheek. The next moment, he raised his arm and slapped Watson across his face, snarling, "You useless piece of sh*t! Have I not taught you enough? How can you even get beaten up by a weak man like this, and he has a child with him, no less! I'm ashamed of you!"Watson did not expect to be treated by his father like this, but he did not dare to even utter a word of complaint. Instead, he stood there with his head lowered, his hand cupping his cheek. Dylan then turned to glance at Liam, casting him a steely look. "Were you the one who slapped my son?"Liam met his gaze head-on, without a single ounce of fear. He nodded calmly. "Yes, it was m

Although this was what Dylan told his son, he still could not help but feel frightened by the sudden arrival of these formidable-looking soldiers. Despite that, he put on a brave front and said, "Don't worry, son. I'm sure this is just a coincidence. They're just here on patrol, that's all. They've been patrolling far more often than usual lately, and I'm sure this is just one of those times."At this point, the soldiers already stepped into their formations and were trudging straight toward Dylan and his men, their footsteps echoing synchronously throughout the streets.They soon had the crowd surrounded, and the leader approached Liam, gave him a salute, and declared, "Mr. Cole, sir! Steven Woods, commander of the Seventh Battalion of the Western Precinct, reporting for duty!"All the soldiers standing behind him straightened up, casting Liam's looks of awe and respect as they saluted Liam in unison. "Reporting for duty, Mr. Cole, sir!"The onlookers all gasped at this and immedi

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cole. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have acted so arrogantly, and I should have raised my son better. My son is a good-for-nothing piece of sh*t who shouldn't have crossed you. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have offended you. Please forgive me. Please, Mr. Cole! Please accept my apology! You're a kind man, certainly, you would forgive us!" Dylan kept banging his head against the pavement in a fervent effort to prove his sincerity to Liam, and despite the blood pouring down his forehead, he did not stop. When he saw that Liam did not respond, however, another wave of panic coursed through him, and he went so far as to slap himself a few times, just to prove to Liam that he meant his remorse. "Mr. Cole, please forgive me. I deserve to be punished for my sins, but I do hope that you can find it within you to forgive me."Liam's steely gaze landed on him. "Very well then, Dylan. I'll consider letting you go, but only on one condition—I want you to tell me who's b