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?”

gaze, Abigail did not dare to blame it on the

of torture, they finally reached Pond Village.

she could no longer command

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

her a hand but stopped short of

treated the doctors

your distant relative’s house

immediately made

ahead, and her distant relatives were

arrived and served tea and fruit

to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives

was a distant relative named Lilian Zabel, who was the great-granddaughter of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she

were not for the fact that Annalise’s family sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support,

she immediately turned

on, Lilian answered every

“Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone in the village teach her to write

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

not even mention the matter to Kent Barton.

had given her a sum of money to raise

Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but she could

treat her as a human. The little girl was left to starve without

came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him raise chickens

could not tell the Barton family that she had sold Annalise to the older man.

here

of the 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

write couplets from someone else when farming was idle,”

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

left the two-story

a fish pond and someone fishing. He took a look around the pond and wondered if it was the pond

up their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s time to

isn’t here. The food doesn’t taste as

name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of

be that Anna was Annalise Barton?

the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna is

glanced at Alexander and then

Alexander, “What did you mean? The Anna I’m talking about