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?”

careful.” When she met Alexander’s displeased gaze, Abigail did not dare

hours of torture, they finally reached Pond

could no longer command her limbs.

had held onto the steering wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to

but stopped short of asking when

was vain to have treated the doctors to a meal today.

relative’s house

immediately made a call.

and her distant

when they arrived and served tea and

Abigail’s

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

her over to ask for Lilian’s support, the two families would not

immediately turned her gaze

Lilian answered every one of Alexander’s

childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone in

did not,

did not even mention the matter

Kent had given her a sum of money to

instruction was not to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but she could not

Lilian did not treat her as a human. The little

came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him raise chickens

she had sold Annalise to

here

don’t think so, though. Annalise lived in my house. In other words, she ate whatever we ate. She usually went

when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes, yes!” Lilian agreed without

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

left the two-story building to walk in the field.

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

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

food doesn’t taste

heard the name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of

Anna was

step forward and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna is indeed Annalise Barton?”

glanced at Alexander

did you mean? The Anna I’m talking about is my granddaughter,