Chapter 24: A new chapter of the return of the love nest

The honeymoon time in Santorini was like a dream poem, which ended quietly in reluctance. The flight that Antonio and Sofia took slowly landed at London Airport. The fuselage passed through the clouds, as if they had passed through the honeyland of love and returned to the real world.

As soon as they stepped out of the cabin, the familiar and slightly cold air of London hit them. Antonio's mobile phone rang suddenly, and the sharp ringtone broke the warm aftertaste on the way home. The family business called for urgent matters on the other end of the phone. His face was instantly solemn, and a trace of helplessness and responsibility flashed in his eyes. "Dear, I have to rush to the family business immediately. There are important things to deal with." He held Sofia's hand tightly and said apologetically.

Sofia nodded slightly and responded gently: "You go, I will go home to sort it out first." She understood Antonio's responsibilities and mission. Although she felt a little lost in her heart, she also knew that marriage is not just about romance under the moonlight.

Sofia returned home alone. The once warm love nest now seemed a little lonely because of Antonio's temporary departure. She took out the works she created during her honeymoon one by one. Those paintings carried the sunshine, waves and their laughter of Santorini. She sorted them carefully, but her thoughts drifted to the future path of artistic creation. In a corner of the living room, her painting tools were placed. The color of the paint was slightly dim in the afternoon sun, as if waiting for her to wield the brush of inspiration again. She sat on the sofa with an art magazine in her hand, trying to find a new creative direction from it. However, her troubled thoughts were like the breeze outside the window, difficult to condense.

At the same time, the trivial matters at home came like a tide. The occasional interference of family members made her a little overwhelmed. An elder of Antonio came to visit and made many comments on the decoration layout of the house. He believed that some art ornaments were too avant-garde and did not conform to the traditional aesthetic concept of the family. Sofia listened patiently, but her heart was full of grievances and confusion. She realized that married life was not as pure and beautiful as it was during the honeymoon, and all kinds of problems and challenges in reality were gradually surfacing.

Antonio hurried to the headquarters of the family business. The towering building showed the glory and majesty of the family, but it also hid unknown undercurrents. He walked straight into the conference room, where the core members of the family business sat around the long table with solemn faces. A series of financial statements were placed in front of them like heavy boulders, and the data on the statements revealed shocking financial loopholes. The funds of some projects were unknown, and the accounts were in a mess, like a maze shrouded in fog.

"We must immediately conduct a comprehensive internal review and reform." Antonio's voice was firm and powerful, breaking the suppressed silence in the conference room. He knew that the rise and fall of the family business was not only related to the family's reputation and wealth, but also closely related to the livelihoods of many employees.

In the following days, Antonio devoted himself to his work. He shuttled between various departments, checked documents, reviewed accounts, and had in-depth exchanges with employees. His office was full of documents and materials, and the lights were often on all night. The warm time that once accompanied Sofia is now occupied by busy work. He spends less and less time with her, and even often misses dinner.

Sofia is alone at home, guarding the empty room, and her thoughts and uneasiness gradually grow. She tried to relieve her loneliness through painting, but the brush seemed to become heavy and strange. One day, when she was tidying up the study, she accidentally found an old box with a rusty lock. She curiously opened the box and found some yellowed letters and photos inside. The faces of the people in the photos are blurred, but from the clothes and background, they seem to have a close connection with Antonio's family. The handwriting of one of the letters has faded a little. She struggled to identify the content on it, and only vaguely saw some words about the family's secret transactions and a mysterious person.

Sofia was full of doubts and shock. What secrets are hidden behind these letters and photos? Is it related to the difficulties faced by the family business today? This unexpected discovery is like a mysterious whirlpool, which drags Sophia into an unknown mystery and adds new suspense and challenges to their married life. I wonder where the fate of their love and family will go under this heavy fog.