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 admitted it was her mistake.

three hours of torture,

that she could no longer

wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply.

a hand but stopped short of asking when she saw a distant look in his

treated the doctors to a meal today. Alexander was

go to your distant relative’s house first,” he

Abigail immediately made a call.

her distant relatives were waiting

them warmly when they arrived

Abigail’s distant relatives and asked

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

her over to ask for

asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her gaze to

every one of Alexander’s

go to school. Did someone in the village teach her to write couplets?”

did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as a child

the matter to Kent Barton.

had given her a sum of money to raise Annalise

school. Lilian could make her

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

an older man came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise

she had sold Annalise to the older

there any older men here whom Annalise respects?” Alexander

older man who had bought Annalise back then. However, she 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 to do farm work. When the farm was idle, she would play with the

learned to write couplets from someone else when farming was

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

up and left the two-story building to

the pond and wondered if it was the pond that Annalise

They teased each other, “Hey, old fool,

food doesn’t

the name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of

it be that Anna

politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna

men glanced at Alexander and

Anna I’m talking about