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 this in

winding mountain road after passing through the suburbs. It was amazingly frightening. Abigail did not dare to be distracted for a second, fearing they

Abigail took a wider turn on

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

three hours of torture, they finally

that she could no

not even dare to breathe deeply. Her

stopped short of asking when she saw

to have treated the

to your distant relative’s house first,”

Abigail immediately

called ahead, and her distant relatives were

welcomed them warmly when they arrived and served tea

with Abigail’s distant relatives and

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

over to ask for Lilian’s support, the two families would not have interacted with each other at

Alexander asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her

Lilian answered every

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

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 laborer

mention

all, Kent had given her a sum of money to

instruction was not to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but she could not let the little girl

when Annalise was sent over at the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her as

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

Barton family that she had sold

there any older men here whom Annalise

immediately thought of the older man who 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 us to do

someone else when farming

village is good. I’ll

got up and left the

around the pond and wondered if

They teased each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s time to collect the rods and have

here. The food

heard the name Anna mentioned,

that Anna was Annalise

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