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?”

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

three hours of torture,

could no longer command

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

a hand but stopped short of asking when she

knew she was vain to have treated the doctors to a meal

go to your distant relative’s house first,”

made

had called ahead, and her distant relatives were waiting

when they arrived and

with Abigail’s distant relatives

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

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

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

answered every one of Alexander’s inquiries,

go to school. Did someone

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

not even mention the matter to Kent Barton.

sum of money to raise

was not to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her

the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her

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

family that she had sold Annalise to the older man.

men here whom Annalise

Annalise lived in my house. In other words, she ate whatever

when farming was idle,” Abigail said.

village is good. I’ll walk around and take a look,”

he got up and left the two-story building

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

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

The food doesn’t taste

mentioned, he immediately

Anna was Annalise Barton?

and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna is indeed Annalise

glanced at Alexander and

Anna I’m