Chapter 1866

If marriage were just about finding a man to bring home and spending a lifetime taking care of his every need, Abigail would much rather remain single. Becoming a nun didn't sound so bad either—at least she wouldn't have to deal with endless responsibilities. "Is that really what this is about?" Helen asked, half-amused. "When did you get here?" "Somewhere around nine or ten, I think," Abigail answered, uncertain of the exact time. "No wonder," Helen said, a knowing smile forming. "No wonder what?" Abigail asked, still puzzled. "You only saw me taking care of Chandler, but you didn't know he makes me breakfast every morning. It's no wonder you misunderstood." Helen then took a moment to explain the dynamics of married life. "Marriage is about mutual care. The reason I've been busy all day is because I genuinely enjoy it. Knowing that my efforts bring happiness to my family brings me joy, and that, in turn, gives me fulfillment. If all someone does is eat and sleep, how are they