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?”

be more careful.” When she met Alexander’s displeased gaze, Abigail did not dare to blame it on the road. Instead, she admitted

hours of torture, they finally

she could no longer command her

held onto the steering wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so stiff that blood seemed to have

give her a hand but stopped short of asking when she saw a distant

was vain to have treated the doctors to a meal

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

Abigail immediately made a

called ahead, and her distant

warmly when they arrived and served tea and fruit platters.

initiative to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked

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

that Annalise’s family sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support, the two families would not have interacted with each other at

asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her gaze to Abigail. *Just tell the

then on, Lilian answered every one of Alexander’s inquiries,

he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school.

I don’t know.” Lilian thought for a moment and replied. She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as a

did not even mention the matter to

Kent had given her a sum of money to raise Annalise

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

age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human.

and discussed buying Annalise to help him

tell the Barton family that she had sold Annalise to the

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 to the fields with us to do farm work. When the farm was idle, she would play with

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

air in the village is good. I’ll walk around and take a look,” Alexander

and left the two-story building to walk in the field.

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

They teased each other, “Hey, old fool,

here. The food doesn’t taste as

Alexander heard the name Anna mentioned,

be that Anna was

men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna

glanced at Alexander and then

did you mean? The Anna I’m talking about is my granddaughter, his maternal granddaughter.”