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

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

wider turn on

dare to blame it on the

of torture, they finally reached Pond

that she could no longer command

wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her

but stopped short of asking when she

to have treated the doctors

go to your distant

immediately

she had called ahead, and her distant

welcomed them warmly when they arrived and served tea and

took the initiative to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and

great-granddaughter of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she could not even be considered a cousin. Therefore, there was not

sent her over to ask for Lilian’s support, the two families would not

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

Lilian answered every one of Alexander’s

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

moment and replied. She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in

not even mention the matter to Kent

all, Kent had given her a sum of money to raise Annalise

Barton’s instruction was not to send 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 was left

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

not tell the Barton family that she had sold Annalise

older men here whom Annalise respects?” Alexander

lived in my house. In other words, she ate whatever we ate. She usually went to the fields with us to do farm work. When

write couplets from someone else when farming was idle,” Abigail said.

is good. I’ll

the two-story building to

took a look around the pond and wondered if it

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

The food

heard the name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of Annalise

that Anna

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