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

more than three hours of torture, they finally

could no longer command her

had held onto the steering wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so stiff that blood seemed to have

stopped short of asking when she saw a

to have treated the doctors to

go to your distant relative’s

Abigail immediately made a call.

her distant relatives were waiting at home.

they arrived and served tea and fruit platters.

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

Lilian Zabel, who was the great-granddaughter of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she could not even be considered a cousin. Therefore, there was

family sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support,

Alexander asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her gaze to Abigail. *Just

answered every one of

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

did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as a child

not even mention the matter

all, Kent had given her a sum of money to raise Annalise

was not to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but she could not let the little girl die.

Annalise was sent over at the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human. The

man came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him raise chickens and ducks. He also gave Lilian

not tell the Barton family that she had sold

older men here

Annalise lived in my house. In other

write couplets from someone else when farming

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

two-story building to walk

and someone fishing. He took a look around the pond and wondered if it was the pond that Annalise talked about.

two older men picked up their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each

The food doesn’t

mentioned, he immediately

be that Anna was Annalise Barton?

forward and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if

at Alexander and

The Anna