Getting spoiled in a woman dominating world Chapter 600: Home [2]

A soft breath escaped Brandon’s lips as Ravene and Florence hugged him tightly from both sides.

Florence’s arms were wrapped around his waist with her face pressed firmly against his chest as she trembled with quiet sobs.

Ravene clung to his other side, one hand gripping his shirt while the other hand carefully supported Charlotte’s limp body in his arms.

Their combined warmth and the familiar scent of home washed over him, and for a brief moment, the long years of separation, the battles, the time loop, and the weight of everything he carried simply melted away.

"Let’s go inside first,"

Florence nodded against his chest without letting go.

Ravene wiped her eyes quickly and stepped back just enough to help guide him through the large front doors.

The moment they crossed the threshold into the hallway, the soft lights of the mansion greeted them.

Brandon took a deep breath as the house felt both familiar and different at the same time.

"She’s completely exhausted," He murmured, glancing down at Charlotte’s peaceful face.

"She pushed herself far beyond her limits searching for me. She needs rest more than anything right now."

Florence’s eyes softened with concern as she looked at the sleeping woman.

"We’ll take her to the master bedroom," she said quietly. "I’ll prepare a warm bath and clean clothes for her later. For now... just let her sleep."

They made their way up the wide staircase together.

Brandon sensed that Eira is sleeping in another bedroom along with Yverine.

However, Elize, Dhayun and Jiyeon are not at home right now.

When they reached the master bedroom, Ravene quickly pulled back the covers on the large bed.

Brandon carefully laid Charlotte down, arranging her head on the soft pillows and pulling the blanket up over her shoulders.

He brushed a few strands of hair away from her face and stayed for a moment, watching her breathe.

Florence stepped up beside him and gently touched his arm.

Brandon turned and pulled both women into another embrace, holding them tightly against him.

Florence buried her face in his neck while Ravene pressed her forehead against his shoulder.

For a long while, none of them spoke.

He closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.

He was home.

After everything... the past, the towers, the gods, and the endless years, he was finally home.

"Where are Elize, Dhayun, and Jiyeon?" he asked softly.

Ravene wiped the remaining tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand and answered in a quiet, slightly strained voice.

"Elize... she left early this morning. She’s still out searching for you. She hasn’t stopped since the day you disappeared. She barely comes home anymore."

Florence nodded and her gaze lowered "She’s been pushing herself hard. She refuses to rest until she finds something..."

"And Dhayun and Jiyeon went out a short while ago to buy food. We’ve been eating very little these past days. No one really had much of an appetite."

Brandon’s chest tightened at the words.

Ravene suddenly straightened, "I need to call them. They need to know you’re back. Especially Elize... she’ll-"

Before anyone could respond, Ravene hurriedly turned and rushed toward the door.

"I’ll call them right now!" she called over her shoulder. "Don’t go anywhere!"

The door closed behind her with a soft click, leaving Brandon and Florence alone in the quiet bedroom once more.

Florence let out a soft breath and stepped closer to him.

She slipped her arms around his waist again, resting her head against his chest.

"She’s been the most restless of all of us," Florence murmured.

Brandon gently stroked her hair with a thoughtful expression "I’ll make it up to all of you. I know how hard these days must have been."

Florence shook her head against his chest.

"Just having you back is enough. Everything else can wait."

Outside the bedroom, the faint sound of Ravene’s voice could already be heard as she spoke urgently into her phone, trying to reach Elize, Dhayun, and Jiyeon.

Brandon looked down at Florence, and even in the soft light of the bedroom, he could see the exhaustion in her face.

Gently, he raised a hand and cupped her chin, lifting her face so he could see her properly.

His thumb brushed lightly across her cheek, and for a moment she simply looked at him.

"You’ve been pushing yourself too hard," Brandon murmured in a warm tone.

He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

"You shouldn’t be hard on yourself," he whispered against her lips. "Especially not now. You’re pregnant."

A soft, almost fragile smile touched her lips, and her arms tightened around his waist.

"I know..." she whispered, her voice muffled against him. "But it’s hard not to worry when the person you love disappears. Even with the baby... all I could think about was whether you were safe."

Brandon’s hand moved slowly up and down her back in soothing strokes.

"I’m here now," he said softly. "You can rest."

*thrish*

In the next instant, the air in front of them rippled violently, and space itself seemed to split open, forming a jagged tear that glowed with unstable ether.

Dust and residual energy spilled out as a figure stepped through the rift.

Elize appeared in the middle of the bedroom.

Her clothes were torn and stained with dust, dirt, and streaks of dried blood.

Her hair was messy, and there was a wild desperate look in her eyes.

The moment her boots touched the floor, the spatial tear behind her closed with a soft crackle.

She froze.

Her gaze landed on Brandon, who was still standing there with Florence.

"...B-Brandon?"

Her eyes trembled looking at his face as if trying to confirm he was real and not another illusion her exhausted mind had created after days of searching.

Florence slowly pulled back from Brandon’s chest, turning to look at Elize with relief.

"Elize..." she said softly.

Elize took one shaky step forward.

The tension that had been holding her upright for so long finally began to break.

"You’re... really here,"

Brandon gently released Florence and stepped toward Elize.

The moment he was close enough, Elize rushed forward and threw her arms around him.

"You idiot..." she muttered against his shoulder. "Do you have any idea how worried we were? How worried I was?"

Brandon wrapped his arms around her, holding her firmly as she trembled against him.

"I’m sorry," he said quietly, resting his hand on the back of her head. "I’m home now."