Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 2753

Eric stubbornly said, "Andrew, I can listen to you on other things, but not this. This is the first time I'm meeting this woman. Never mind whether what she's saying is true or not, but even if it is true, so what? You heard it yourself. I'm just a product of her venting and taking revenge on someone else.

"Put simply, I'm just an extra, pathetic little creature. Under those circumstances, there were thousands of possibilities that I could've died at any moment. I could've been killed by someone, or abandoned and left to die."

He continued, "But what did she do? She handed over gold and silver treasures, just material things, and nothing else beyond that. You want me to acknowledge her? On what grounds? I have parents. My mom died young, and my dad is right here. So I'm not lacking parents, and I'm not going to waste my energy on some melodramatic mother-son reunion with her."

Jerome said, "Eric, it's already a fact. You can't deny it. Madam Baxter's situation at the time was complicated. Now fate has reunited you with your mother. This is a wonderful thing. As your father, I think you shouldn't be so resistant."

Eric said flatly, "Dad, you know my temperament. I don't want to, I'm not willing to, and I'm not interested. The main thing is, she may be my mother, but I have no feelings for her whatsoever."

Jerome sighed, knowing he could not persuade Eric.

Tears silently streamed down Brielle's face. She reached out, wanting to touch Eric, but he shook her hand off.

Andrew felt so frustrated watching this that he shouted, "Eric, you're a man. Don't you even have that much courage?"

Eric said indifferently, "Andrew, stop trying to persuade me. I don't want to hear it. If you keep pushing, then I'll leave Chetvine."

Andrew almost slapped him, but in the end, he just laughed and threw an arm around Eric's shoulders.

The latter grumbled unhappily, "Let go. What are you doing? I'm telling you, if you try to force me, we won't even be able to stay friends."

Andrew patted his head. "You already said we're friends, so why would I force anything? I'm like your big brother, so naturally, under any circumstances, I have to consider your feelings. It's fine. If you're not willing to acknowledge your mother-son relationship with Madam Baxter now, then we'll leave it at that for now. We'll talk about it when you're ready."

Eric snorted. "I'll never be ready. Don't think you can make me give in over time."

Andrew laughed. "I'm telling you, why are you so stubborn? So inflexible? Are we friends or not? If we are, then let's get good and drunk together today. It's been so long since we've had drinks… Let's forget all our troubles."

Eric's expression finally softened considerably, and he snorted. "Drinking sounds good. Let's go. I'm in a foul mood anyway."

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