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?”

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

than three hours of torture, they

felt that she could no longer command her

three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so stiff that

short of asking when she saw a distant look

was vain to have treated the doctors to a meal today. Alexander was displeased.

distant relative’s house first,” he suggested.

immediately made

called ahead, and her distant relatives were waiting at

arrived and

to chat with Abigail’s distant

named Lilian Zabel, who was the great-granddaughter of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she could not even be considered a cousin. Therefore,

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

Barton, she immediately turned

every one of Alexander’s inquiries,

a good idea about Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone in the village teach her to write

thought for a moment and replied. She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her

mention the matter to Kent

given her a sum of money to raise Annalise

to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but she could not let

over at the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her

looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him raise chickens and ducks. He also gave

Barton family that she had sold Annalise to the older man.

any older men here whom Annalise respects?” Alexander asked.

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.

couplets from someone else when farming

walk around and take

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

the pond and wondered if it was the pond that Annalise

each other, “Hey, old fool,

here. The food doesn’t

name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of Annalise

that Anna was

greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna is indeed Annalise Barton?”

Alexander and

of them asked Alexander, “What did you mean? The Anna I’m talking about is my granddaughter,