Back in my university days, my friend was running two programs at the same time, one in my school and one in another school. So one exam period, he had two exams like an hour apart. When he finished the first one early, I drove him to go write the second one.
Sometimes, it's not that we don't need help; we've just become so used to handling everything alone that asking feels uncomfortable. But there's no shame in being vulnerable. Nobody is meant to figure everything out alone.
How can a woman be comfortable duping her own husband? And what does she even gain?
You inflate the prices of items, the wages of people who come to work in the house, and even school fees, just so you can get something out of it.
Isn't this wickedness on another level?