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?”

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

than three hours of torture,

no longer command her limbs.

wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so stiff

give her a hand but stopped short of

to have treated the doctors to

your distant relative’s house first,”

made a call.

had called ahead, and her distant relatives were waiting

them warmly when they arrived and served tea

with Abigail’s distant relatives and

was beyond three generations,

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

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

every one of Alexander’s

go

did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her

did not even mention the matter

given her a sum of money to

her work, even torture

treat her as a human. The little girl was left to starve

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

that she had sold Annalise to the

men here whom Annalise

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 the fields with us

Annalise learned to write couplets from someone else when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes,

I’ll walk around and

he got up and left the two-story building to walk in the field.

fish pond and someone fishing. He took a look around the

up their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each other, “Hey,

food doesn’t taste as

name Anna mentioned,

that Anna was

greeted the older men politely,

glanced at Alexander

“What did you mean? The Anna I’m talking about