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?”

Abigail did not dare to blame it on the road. Instead, she

torture, they finally

that she could no

even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so

stopped short of asking when she

to have treated the doctors

distant relative’s house first,” he

Abigail immediately made a call.

she had called ahead, and her distant relatives were

arrived and served tea and fruit platters.

Abigail’s distant relatives

a distant relative named Lilian Zabel, who was the great-granddaughter of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she could

it were not for the fact that Annalise’s family sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support,

Barton, she immediately turned her gaze to Abigail. *Just tell the truth,”

on, Lilian answered every

didn’t go to school. Did someone in the village teach her

did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her for long. The

did not even mention the matter to Kent

her a sum of

to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but

age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human. The little girl was left to starve without regular

buying Annalise to help him raise chickens and

she had

older men here whom Annalise respects?” Alexander asked.

back then. However, she shook her head and replied, “Uh, I don’t know about that. I don’t think so, though. Annalise lived in my house. In other words, she ate whatever we ate. She usually went to

farming was idle,” Abigail said.

I’ll walk around and take a look,”

he got up and left the two-story

the pond and wondered if it was the pond that Annalise talked about.

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

here. The food doesn’t taste as

the name Anna mentioned, he immediately

that Anna was Annalise Barton?

and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I

at Alexander and then at Abigail.

Anna I’m talking