Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

Chapter 87 A Brush With The Truth

Abigail Barton was very reluctant to go to the countryside where Annalise lived.

She went along when they picked up Annalise last year. The countryside environment was simply unimaginable.

There were mud pits everywhere, and the stench of cow dung was disgusting.

She had no intention of going there a second time for the rest of her life after her first visit.

However, she relented and agreed when she saw Alexander’s unyielding look.

“Take your car!” said Alexander.

Abigail was speechless.

She cursed in her heart. It would take more than three hours of driving to reach the destination. There would be rugged mountain roads and rural trails after leaving the suburbs. It demanded driving skills and patience. The thought of that annoyed her.

“Alexander, why don’t I arrange for a driver?” Abigail suggested.

It was not as if the Barton family did not have a driver to spare. Why should she suffer?

“I don’t want anyone to know what we’re going to do,” Alexander replied.

“Okay then,” Abigail said.

She had no choice but to agree.

Then she went to get the car.

Abigail had planned to chat with Alexander along the way. First of all, she wanted to improve their relationship. Secondly, she wanted to show off her talent.

Unexpectedly, Alexander closed his eyes the moment he got into the car. He did not open them throughout the trip.

Abigail was extremely frustrated.

She had never suffered like this in her life!

The roads in the city were relatively flat in the beginning. Then they had to take a winding mountain road after passing through the suburbs. It was amazingly frightening. Abigail did not dare to be distracted for a second, fearing they would fall into the ravine.

Alexander was displeased whenever Abigail took a wider turn on the road. “What’s with your driving?”

met Alexander’s displeased gaze, Abigail did not dare to blame it on the road. Instead, she admitted

more than three hours of torture, they finally

could no

not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so stiff that blood seemed

short

to have treated the doctors to a meal today. Alexander was displeased.

your distant relative’s house first,”

Abigail immediately made a call.

ahead, and her

arrived and served tea and

to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked about Annalise’s

three generations, and she could not even be considered a cousin. Therefore, there was not much emotional link to Abigail’s

sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support, the two families would not have interacted with each

Barton, she immediately turned

every one of

idea about Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone in the village teach her to write couplets?”

for a moment and replied. She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her for long. The

mention the matter to Kent Barton.

her a sum of money

to school. Lilian could make her

Lilian did not treat her as a human. The little girl was left

older man came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him

the Barton family that she had sold Annalise to the older man.

there any older men here whom Annalise

though. Annalise lived in my house. In other words, she ate whatever we ate. She usually went to the fields with

couplets from someone else when farming

the village is good. I’ll walk around and take a

and left the two-story building to walk

and someone fishing. He took a look around the pond and wondered if it was

their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s time to collect the rods and have a bite.”

isn’t here. The food

heard the name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of Annalise Barton.

Anna

the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if

Alexander and then at Abigail.

did you mean? The Anna