My Toxic Sons Wanted A Free Nanny

My husband, Arthur, and I worked hard all our lives to raise our two sons.

After they got married and settled down in the city, we went there to help them look after their kids. But out of nowhere, Arthur suffered a severe stroke that left him half-paralyzed.

I suggested moving back to our countryside home so I could take better care of him, but both of our sons flatly refused.

"Mom, you can still pick up the kids, buy groceries, and cook for us during the day. At night, you can just wake up to help Dad use the bathroom. It’s not that hard!"