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

hours of torture, they finally reached

could no longer

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

a hand but stopped short of asking

treated the doctors to a

to your distant relative’s house

Abigail immediately made a

called ahead, and her distant relatives were

they arrived and served tea and

with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked about

generations, and she could not even be considered a cousin.

to ask for Lilian’s

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

Lilian answered every one of

go to school. Did someone in the village teach her to write

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

the matter to Kent Barton.

a sum of

make her

was sent over at the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human. The little girl was left

man came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to

could not tell the Barton family that she

men here

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

else when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes, yes!”

I’ll walk around and take a

up and left the two-story building to walk in the

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

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

isn’t here. The food

mentioned, he immediately thought

Anna was Annalise Barton?

and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if

Alexander

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