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?”

dare to blame it on the road.

hours of torture, they finally reached

no longer command her limbs.

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

hand but stopped short of asking when

she was vain to have treated the doctors to a meal today.

your distant relative’s house

immediately made a call.

had called ahead, and her distant relatives were waiting at home.

them warmly when they arrived and served

to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked

who was the great-granddaughter of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she could not even

ask for Lilian’s support, the two families would

Annalise Barton, she immediately turned

Lilian answered every one of Alexander’s inquiries,

didn’t go to school. Did someone in

replied. She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with

mention the matter to Kent Barton.

sum of money to raise

was not to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even

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

discussed buying Annalise to help

that she had sold Annalise to

older men here whom

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,

write couplets from someone else when farming was

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

two-story

He took a look around the pond

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

isn’t here. The food doesn’t taste

Alexander heard the name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought

be that Anna was Annalise

took a step forward and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen,

men glanced at Alexander and then at

Anna I’m talking about is my granddaughter, his