Chapter 693

In a rush, Abigail said, "Grandma, I can walk by myself. There's no need for him to lead me." "Silly girl, of course you can," Margaret replied with a tender touch, ruffling Abigail's hair. "Here in Florivera, we have a tradition. On her formal entry into the house, a new bride is always carried through the front door by her husband. It's a symbol to ward off any future ill-treatment." Such traditions also echoed back in Abigail's hometown of North Florivera. For instance, on her wedding day, the bride would elevate herself; the higher, the better, signifying her high status in her new family. However, Abigail, living in a modern age, found little belief in these old customs. She saw marriage as a pact of mutual respect and support, a partnership of equals. But, considering Margaret's convictions and her best intentions, Abigail chose to humor her. Xander was not a believer in such rules either, but he respected the faith of others. And truth be told, carrying his wife was a delight