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?”

she met Alexander’s displeased gaze, Abigail did not dare to blame it on the road.

than three hours of torture, they finally reached

that she could no

three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply.

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

have treated the doctors to a meal today. Alexander was

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

Abigail immediately made a

had called ahead, and her distant

when they arrived and served tea and

Abigail’s distant relatives and asked about Annalise’s

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,

sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support, the

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

every one

didn’t go to school. Did someone in the village

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

mention the

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

make her work, even

Annalise was sent over at the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her

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

not tell the Barton family that she

any older men here whom Annalise respects?” Alexander asked.

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

to write couplets from someone else when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes, yes!” Lilian agreed

good. I’ll walk around

the two-story building to walk in the field.

took a look around the pond and wondered if it was the pond that Annalise

older men picked up their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each other,

food doesn’t taste

the name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of Annalise

that Anna was Annalise

men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna is indeed Annalise

Alexander and then

them asked Alexander, “What did you mean? The Anna I’m talking about is my granddaughter, his maternal granddaughter.”