Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3192 Brielle suddenly turned her head, her vision blurry with tears as she stared at Andrew in disbelief. Then, she threw herself into his arms. "You finally came back! Andrew, | was really worried about you these past two years. If something had really happened to you, | would have felt guilty for the rest of my life." Feeling the warm, soft body of the voluptuous beauty in his arms, Andrew felt both awkward and at a loss for words. Especially when Brielle's chest pressed against his, it made the moment even more overwhelming.

This mature woman truly had an intimidating presence. In the end, seeing how hard Brielle was crying, Andrew could only pat her back and comfort her. "Madam Baxter, | am back, and | am fine. You've worked hard managing the Medicine God's Covenant for me these past two years." Brielle sobbed. "It's nothing. | just wanted to make sure | did a good job with the business you entrusted to me. Thankfully, | didn't let you down. Andrew, if it weren't for you saving him two years ago, Eric probably would have..." Andrew cut her off gently.

"Madam Baxter, we both know that | ---- was Guillermo and Julius' target. So, Eric doesn't owe me anything. Besides, | consider him a brother. If his life were in danger, | would never stand by and do nothing." Only then did Brielle release Andrew. Tears had dampened her veil, faintly revealing her true features beneath. She felt a wave of shyness and quickly lowered her head to wipe away the tears. After collecting herself, she looked up at Andrew. She was amazed to discover that after two years, Andrew's whole aura had changed so dramatically.

He now had an added layer of mature masculine charm. Compared to the somewhat youthful, spirited, and brilliant man from two years ago, he now possessed a unique, mature aura that was particularly alluring to mature, beautiful women. Indeed, two years ago, Andrew faced every situation and conflict with directness and fierceness, more like an ambitious young man. Although Brielle had admired it then, she had still seen Andrew as a junior, like her son Eric.

Yet, in just two years, he had gone through several trials and growth in the Outlands, completing his journey to supremacy and solidifying his position as the King of the Wastelands. What had changed was not just Andrew's martial power. There was also an intangible shift in the presence he radiated. ---- To put it plainly, it held even greater lethal force for mature beauties like Brielle. Remembering how, in her excitement, she had tightly embraced Andrew moments ago and even pulled him by the hand to come here alone, she felt a mix of emotions. They were a man and a woman alone in a room.

Moreover, she was a woman with a son, a mother who should be dignified, reserved, and in control of her emotional expression. Yet, faced with Andrew, she just could not restrain herself. Brielle felt her cheeks flush and her heart flutter uncontrollably. She was both ashamed and thought it was hard to speak of. She could not help but silently berate herself, 'Brielle, oh Brielle... You've remained celibate all these years, your heart as steady as a rock, never swayed! So why is it that now, just as this charmer returns safely, you lose your composure?

Just now, you were so unrestrained, so careless, and had such intimate contact with him! 'This charmer has always been someone who disregards constraints and rules. If he were to misunderstand and think | have some improper thoughts... wouldn't that create a huge misunderstanding? While lost in these chaotic thoughts, Brielle glanced up at ---- Andrew. Finding that he had not noticed her unusual state, she finally breathed an inward sigh of relief. She walked over and poured Andrew a cup of tea. With a slightly reproachful tone, she said, "Why didn't you say anything about coming back?

Is this how you act as the director? Andrew took the teacup, had a sip, and smiled. "I only arrived in Chetvine yesterday. Last night, the Lloyd family held a banquet, so | was truly too busy to come over." He asked teasingly, "Madam Baxter, you're not going to blame me, are you?" Brielle rolled her eyes and said with a playful smile, "I'm just your employee now, your subordinate. How would | dare blame you?"