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

more than three hours of torture,

that she could no

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

give her a hand but stopped short of asking

the doctors to a meal today. Alexander was displeased.

your distant relative’s

immediately made a call.

had called ahead, and her distant relatives were waiting

welcomed them warmly when they arrived and served

with Abigail’s distant relatives and

three generations, and she could not even be considered a cousin. Therefore, there was not

for Lilian’s support, the two families would not have

about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her gaze

answered every

continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone

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

the

all, Kent had given her a sum of money to raise

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

over at the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human. The little girl was

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

she had

there any older men here

know about that. I don’t think so, though. Annalise lived in my house. In other words,

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

village is good. I’ll walk around and

left the two-story building to walk in

the pond and wondered if it

two older men picked up their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s time

The food doesn’t taste

heard the name Anna mentioned,

that Anna

politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if

at Alexander and then

asked Alexander, “What did you mean? The Anna I’m