Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 2123

The next morning, the sun was bright and warm. The long winter had finally passed, and the weather was slowly turning mild again.

For once, Andrew got up unusually early and went door to door, knocking and waking up his four women. He also pulled Natasha and Dylan out to the back lawn for training.

Since Natasha and Dylan had military backgrounds, they were used to tough drills and did not complain. However, the four stunning beauties grumbled nonstop.

"Seriously, the moment you come back, you throw us into training? Honey, you really don't know how to show a little tenderness!"

Andrew snapped, "Discipline is about consistency. Tell me, while I was gone these past few days, were you practicing on your own?"

No one answered.

Looking at their guilty expressions, Andrew knew they had been slacking off. He did not bother lecturing them further and snorted coldly.

"Today's training is doubled, and whoever doesn't finish doesn't get to rest!"

With that, the usual training routine began as always.

Chantelle did not move and blinked her eyes. "Um, I don't need to train, right? Compared to the others, I'm the strongest one here."

Andrew shook his head. "You're actually the one who needs it the most. You fell behind in the earlier lessons, so I need to customize a training plan just for you. Now come with me."

With a sulky face, Chantelle followed him to the man-made lake where no one else would bother them. She turned serious and said, "Andrew, I really don't need more training. My martial foundation has been solid since I was a kid."

Andrew smirked. "That so-called training you had growing up? In my eyes, it's garbage."

Chantelle had not expected Andrew to be so blunt. Her face flushed with anger as she pouted. "Garbage? So you're saying your training methods are absolutely perfect?"

Chantelle smirked proudly. "Stealing a kiss! Lauren, Fran, and Aspen aren't around, so I can sneak back what I lost to them before."

Andrew sighed. "Once I'm fully healed and back to full strength, you can have as much as you want."

Chantelle blushed, her face pink. "Who needs your charity? I want to take the lead myself, not wait for you to hand it over!"

Andrew stared at her for a moment, then suddenly grabbed her delicate hand and pulled her close.

Startled, Chantelle gasped. "Hey, no!"

However, he had already wrapped her in his arms, and his hand boldly covered her soft breasts without hesitation.