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?”

did not dare to blame it on the road. Instead, she admitted it was her

torture, they

felt that she could no longer

the steering wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare

Alexander would give her a hand but stopped short of asking when she saw a distant look in

was vain to have treated the

to your distant relative’s

Abigail immediately made a

her distant relatives were waiting

warmly when they arrived and served tea

to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked

was beyond three generations, and she could not

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

heard Alexander asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her

answered every one

about Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school.

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 as a child laborer after a

not even mention the

given her a sum of money

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

age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human. The little girl

buying Annalise to

could not tell the Barton family that she had sold Annalise to the older

older men here whom Annalise

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

else when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes, yes!” Lilian agreed

is good. I’ll walk around and take

two-story building

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

older men picked up their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s time to collect the rods and have a bite.”

here. The food doesn’t taste as good!”

mentioned,

it be that Anna was

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

men glanced at Alexander and then

Anna I’m talking about is