"Young Master..." Nanny Garcia stood at the door with Alexander, tentatively knocking twice.
There was no response from inside.
"Young Master..." Nanny Garcia wanted to say something else, but Alexander ignored everything and squeezed his small body right inside.
The door wasn't even closed, so why knock? Alexander thought to himself.
"Oh, little young master!" Nanny Garcia didn't have time to stop him; Alexander rushed in, and Nanny Garcia followed, worried that the master's bedroom wasn't a place where one could just barge in like that. Nanny Garcia secretly groaned.
Fortunately, upon bursting into the room, there was no inappropriate scene for children.
The room was empty; Asher Land's shirt and trousers were scattered on the sofa, and the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. Nanny Garcia instinctively led Alexander out.
"Granny Garcia, where's my mommy? Why isn't she here?"
"She might be taking a bath."
"Then where's uncle? Where did he go?"
