Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 3278

Back then, Bridget and Reginald had shared a relationship that was impossible to clearly define. At that time, she was already engaged to marry Luna's father. It was precisely then that Reginald arrived in Gabo Creek and met her.

Back then, Reginald had a flirtatious nature and teased any beauty he encountered.

Bridget, on the other hand, had been calm, reserved, and proper, almost the perfect aristocratic lady.

Reginald was instantly dazzled by her, and Bridget was no exception. She was equally captivated by him. Nonetheless, since she was about to marry, she suppressed the flutter in her heart. However, he would not give up and relentlessly pursued her.

Thinking of those past events that made her blush with embarrassment, Bridget's hand could not help but tremble.

Pain immediately appeared on Andrew's face.

Bridget quickly steadied her mind, apologizing internally over and over. She reached out again to caress Andrew's face, and the cool sensation immediately made him fall back into peaceful sleep.

Bridget looked at Andrew's face and unconsciously became lost in thought. She had once soothed Reginald's handsome face in the same way. Yet, that scoundrel was nothing like this refined young man.

He would kiss her one moment, then go looking for other women the next, such as Victoria and Tiana.

Tiana had a fiery personality and was bold and reckless. She brought Reginald much more excitement. For example, Tiana would boldly straddle Reginald, even with their clothes still on. The intimacy alone had been enough to make Bridget blush as she secretly watched.

He was like a rose covered in thorns, beautiful to admire and barely safe to touch. However, the moment you tried to hold him tight and embrace him, only you would end up hurt.

Those thorns would pierce straight into your palm.

This had never been Reginald's intention. He never truly hurt women, especially beautiful ones. Even when someone slapped him or called him a scumbag, he would just laugh it off.

Then, he would wrap his arm around another woman's waist and whisper sweet nothings into her ear. When that did not work, he would take the girl out to explore the glamorous world together!

Reginald had even taken Bridget to watch one of his matches at the Southern Martial Union. Without a doubt, Reginald won with effortless flair. With a casual flick of his fingers, the Southern Martial Union's grandmaster had conceded defeat.