Similarly, Sophie didn’t learn anything from Eva Miller.

On the way back to the Land Family villa, Sophie leaned her head against the car window, lost in thought.

"Thinking about Eva and my brother?"

"Yeah." Sophie turned her head to look at Asher Land, who was focused on driving. "Don’t you think their situation is a bit strange?"

"What’s so strange about it?" Asher spoke as if he had seen through something.

"Eva was exposed by the media for having a child out of wedlock, surrounded by scandal. She married my brother just to cover it up, right?" Asher hit the nail on the head with every word.

"Using... marriage as a cover?" It sounded a bit unreliable to Sophie.

But Eva was the kind of woman who acted impulsively, and these unreliable actions were exactly her style. Sophie sighed, feeling a faint unease in her heart.

She had a feeling that this ’marriage’ might hurt both of their feelings. Seeing her distressed, Asher couldn’t help but offer a word of comfort.

"Don’t worry, my brother knows what he’s doing. He has a good sense of judgment."

But hearing this, Sophie felt even less assured.

Does his brother really have any sense of judgment?

...

In the evening, they finally returned to the Land Family.

Now, the only thing she wanted to do was see her precious son.

"Oh, Miss Smith, how come you didn’t let us know you were coming back today?" Nanny Garcia was clearly unprepared to see Asher and Sophie return.

The honeymoon plan was meant to last a month, but in reality, they came back a week early. There was no helping it; she missed Alexander too much.

"Where’s our son?" It wasn’t Sophie who asked this but Asher, who came in two steps behind her.

She hadn’t expected that the first thing someone would do when they got home was to look for their son.

In the past, given Asher’s personality, if Sophie suggested ending the honeymoon early, Asher would certainly disagree. But perhaps this time he missed their son too, so he didn’t hesitate to agree to her request.

"The little master is in the children’s room," Nanny Garcia replied.

The two of them went upstairs without planning it.

Sophie gently pushed the door open, and through the small gap, she saw Alexander sitting on the floor playing with toy cars.

"Mommy!" The moment Alexander turned his head and saw Sophie standing at the door, he was filled with surprise and delight.

Sophie walked over and picked Alexander up from the floor. "I’m sorry, Alexander, Mommy came back late."

"It’s okay, as long as you and Daddy had fun." Alexander was always so understanding.

Asher stood at the door, his body a bit stiff, wanting to move but finding it difficult.

His awkwardness struck again.

Sophie smiled helplessly, carrying Alexander over, and Asher stretched out his hands to take Alexander from her.

Alexander no longer resisted Asher’s embrace as he used to; he let Asher hold him.

Later, after Sophie left, Asher stayed in the room with Alexander. Sophie felt that invisibly, Asher had learned to adapt to his role as a father. Seeing him alone with Alexander, getting along so well, made her genuinely happy.

She went downstairs, and Nanny Garcia brought over some fruit, handing it to Sophie.

"Miss Smith, how was your honeymoon?"

When asked this question, Sophie’s face showed a hint of shyness, and she lowered her head, tacitly agreeing.

"So..." Nanny Garcia, having been through it herself, was straightforward about some questions, "Miss Smith, about having another child..."

"Hmm?"

"Didn’t the young master still want a second child? Are you pregnant yet?"