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.

had never suffered like this in her

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

displeased whenever Abigail took a wider turn

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

hours of torture, they finally reached Pond

felt that she could no longer command her

tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so stiff that blood seemed to have stopped

hand but stopped short of asking

the

distant

Abigail immediately made a

ahead, and her distant relatives were waiting

them warmly when they arrived and

with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked about

It was beyond three generations, and she could not even be considered a cousin. Therefore, there was not much emotional link to Abigail’s

family sent her over to ask for

Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her gaze to Abigail. *Just

Lilian answered every

Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go

She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as a child

did not even mention the matter

a sum of

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

of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human. The little girl was left to starve without

older man came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him raise chickens and

the Barton family that she had sold Annalise to the

here

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

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

is good. I’ll walk around

and left the two-story building to walk

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

buckets. They teased each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s time

isn’t here. The food doesn’t

Anna mentioned, he immediately thought

it be that Anna

greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna