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

than three hours of torture, they finally reached Pond

could no longer command

had held onto the steering wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were

hand but stopped short of asking when she saw a

to have treated the doctors to a

go to your distant relative’s

made

ahead, and her distant relatives were waiting

them warmly when they arrived and served tea and

with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked about Annalise’s childhood.

of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she could not even

for the fact that Annalise’s family sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support, the

Alexander asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her gaze to Abigail.

on, Lilian answered every one of

a good idea about Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone in the

did not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as

not even mention the matter to

given her a sum of money to raise Annalise back

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

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

tell the Barton family that she had sold Annalise to

older men here whom Annalise respects?”

“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

from someone else when farming was idle,” Abigail said.

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

he got up and left the two-story building

someone fishing. He took a look around the pond and wondered if it was the pond that Annalise talked about.

each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s

here. The food

Anna mentioned, he immediately

that Anna was

older men politely, “Gentlemen, may

at Alexander and

mean? The Anna