The Spare Wife

Chapter 551 Abigail’s Origins

Martha believed that no one had witnessed her actions, but Analise was deeply invested in the growth and prosperity of Quinn Village. This motivated her to ensure the safety of all the tourists visiting the village. She understood that any mishap could hinder the village’s progress.

“I rescued Abigail, but due to the lack of oxygen to her brain, she completely forgot about the most traumatic moment of her life and her time with the Pearsons. She genuinely believed. that I was her grandmother,” Analise explained, gently holding Abigail’s hand. “This poor child. My husband and I deliberately kept her past a secret, fearing that it would attract

trouble.”

“If Josh hadn’t searched for her, we would have left things as they were. Martha, it was you, wasn’t it?” Analise suddenly turned to Vincent’s wife.

“You’re lying! I bet you’re accusing me because you and your husband kidnapped the child!” Martha sharply retorted.

“It doesn’t matter if you deny it. It’s all in the past now. I only wanted to share what I witnessed,” Analise replied, unfazed by Martha’s refusal to admit her guilt. Martha held no significance to her or Abigail.

At that moment, Sean interjected, “Vincent, I’m surprised that you survived the incident at Golden Triangle.”

“What are you implying?” Vincent retorted.

“How dare you, outsiders, defame my son?” Patricia exclaimed.

“Mom, you know me. I’ve always followed your guidance,” Vincent innocently stated, looking at Patricia with pleading eyes.

“Martha Harper, did you commit this act or not?” Lawrence abruptly asked.

thing? You’ve witnessed how much I love and cherish

His eyes

you refuse to admit it. Do you know what I’ve been doing for the past few days? I’ve been investigating your actions! Why have all our previous inquiries yielded no

ago, my daughter was only four years old. You managed to deceive her into following you from kindergarten because you bear a striking resemblance to Scarlett,” he

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stared at her twin

jet to bring Abby to Quinn Village, where you pushed her into the sea!” Lawrence declared. Over the

disbelief as she looked at Martha. “You’re Abby’s aunt. She adored you! How could you do such

is

the stress of searching for Abby. Year after year, he delved into every case of child abduction he could find. He had to witness the torture and exploitation of those young girls, who were sold to impoverished rural villages and forced to bear children while still being children themselves. Those girls

the slap caused Martha to fall to the ground. Her

my own flesh and blood! You watched us suffer and cry day after day for her! How could you bear to do that? How could you?” Scarlett screamed, grabbing Martha’s hair as if she

life. I loved Lawrence first. I worked so hard, only for you to steal him away from me. You’re just an accountant. What right do you

slapped her once again. “Just because I’m kinder than you! Is that enough justification? Let me make it clear: we are no longer

then pushed Martha away and, with trembling fingers,

“Scarlett!” Patricia barked.

them? No way. If it weren’t for Analise, my daughter