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.

never suffered like

road after passing through the

Abigail took a wider turn on the road. “What’s

more careful.” When she met Alexander’s displeased gaze, Abigail did not dare to

of torture, they finally reached Pond

could no longer command her

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

give her a hand but stopped short of asking when she saw a distant look in

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

your distant

immediately

had called ahead, and her distant relatives were

when they arrived and served tea and fruit

chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked

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, there was not

her over to ask for Lilian’s support, the two families

about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned

on, Lilian answered every one of Alexander’s

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

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 child

mention the matter

all, Kent had given her a sum

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

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

discussed buying

that she had sold Annalise to the older

here whom

she shook her head and replied, “Uh, I don’t know about that. I don’t think so, though. Annalise lived in my house.

write couplets from someone else when farming was idle,”

village is good. I’ll

up and left the two-story building

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

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

here. The food doesn’t

Alexander heard the name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of Annalise

that Anna was

a step forward and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna is