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A week later, they flew back to Ithaca Town from Paris.

Recently, they had been having frequent sex.

One night, just as Andrew and Isabella were entangled with each other, there was a knock on the door from outside the room.

Isabella hurriedly pushed him away, got out of bed, and quickly went to open the door.

Standing outside were Amelia and Asher.

Asher, dressed in cartoon pajamas and holding a stuffed toy, pouted slightly, looking so adorable it melted everyone's hearts.

Amelia looked helpless and said, "Asher was crying and fussing, insisting on sleeping with you two."

"Oh, okay," Isabella smiled as she brought Asher into the room.

Andrew is sitting on the bed, looked at his son with a somewhat helpless expression.

"Daddy," Asher said, climbing onto the bed with his small arms and legs, hugging Andrew's neck and giving him a kiss. Then, he unceremoniously crawled under the covers.

Andrew: "..."

He felt it was necessary to have a good talk with his son. As a little man almost thirt