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Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1690

Summary for Chapter 1690: Rising from the Ashes (Andrew)

Summary of Chapter 1690 from Rising from the Ashes (Andrew)

Chapter 1690 marks a crucial moment in GoodNovel’s Romance novel, Rising from the Ashes (Andrew). This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.

"Today we're continuing with physical conditioning training!"

The morning breeze was harsh as Andrew led his four top disciples on another day of hellish training just after 6 a.m.

Francesca and Aspen had already dropped any hint of goofing around. After two intense sessions under Andrew's ruthless command, both women finally understood what it meant to have their bodies pushed beyond their limits.

At first, they thought that by being Andrew's woman, he would go easy on them.

Unexpectedly, he showed zero favoritism.

If the training called for running, they ran. If it called for holding positions, they held them.

Even at night, there was no rest. Every evening, they had to spread their legs and be tormented until the middle of the night before being allowed to sleep.

Andrew's exact words?

"Day-and-night training sharpens your martial foundation. Everything I do is for your own good."

This earned him a series of eye rolls.

"You're just a pervert; you're completely full of it!"

"Honey, are you trying to kill us in bed and on the field?"

Compared to them, Dylan and Natasha handled the abuse far better. After all, they were both from the underworld. They were used to the bleeding and suffering.

Across the man-made lake, the figure in white appeared again, right on schedule. Like a lamp post planted in the ground, he stood and watched Andrew's training in silence.

Andrew ignored him and slapped Francesca's hand, shouting, "Hold your arms straight out at 90 degrees to your body. Focus your center of gravity in your lower abdomen, breathe into your lower energy core, and build up your energy!"

Francesca jolted like she'd been zapped and immediately fixed her posture. After standing for just half an hour, she was drenched in sweat and swaying unsteadily.

She wanted to cry, not knowing where Andrew had come up with these training methods. It was simply hellish.

Walking over to Aspen, Andrew nodded with satisfaction. "Good, your flexibility is finally acceptable. Keep this up for another week, and you'll be ready to learn the assassination technique I designed."

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