Besides, Mom had already told me.
Now that I'm married, it's different from being at home,
It's better to know a bit about house chores.
Otherwise, I wouldn't look like a wife at all.
So I just keep silent.
"Don't want to cook?" Even Tunner turned his head to look at her and asked.
Lenny could only laugh dryly, feeling embarrassed to admit, but unable to deny either.
"Lenny, tell me, what do you enjoy doing most?" Even Tunner continued chopping tomatoes and asked.
"A lot!" Lenny replied with a smile.
"For example?" Even Tunner continued.
"For example..." Eating, sleeping, surfing the internet, spacing out.
Alright, seems like I can't say any of them aloud!
"Lenny,
I don't expect you to be exceptional, or perfect.
After all, I want a wife, not an assistant.
But this small home is ours, and we both need to maintain it together.
So, there are some things I need you to help with.
For instance, when we live here,
even though we will have a cleaner coming regularly.
