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?”

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

of torture, they finally reached

could no

not even

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

knew she was vain to have treated the doctors

relative’s house first,”

Abigail immediately made a

and her distant relatives were waiting

warmly when they arrived and served tea and fruit platters.

initiative to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked about

Barton. It was beyond three generations,

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

immediately turned her gaze

Lilian answered every one of

idea about Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school.

not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as a child laborer after a year.

not even mention the matter

had given her a sum of money

Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but she could

the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her

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

that she had sold Annalise to

older men here whom Annalise respects?” Alexander asked.

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

learned to write couplets from someone else when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes,

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

he got up and left the two-story building to

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

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

food doesn’t taste as good!”

name Anna mentioned,

be that Anna was Annalise Barton?

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

glanced at Alexander and then at Abigail.

mean? The Anna I’m