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.

suffered like this

city were relatively flat in the beginning. Then they had to take a winding mountain road after passing through the suburbs.

displeased whenever Abigail took a wider

she met Alexander’s displeased gaze, Abigail did not dare to blame it on the road. Instead, she admitted it was

hours of torture, they finally reached Pond

could no longer command her

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

stopped short of asking when she saw a distant

have treated the doctors to a

your distant relative’s house

immediately made

called ahead, and her distant relatives

welcomed them warmly when they arrived

the initiative to 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

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

heard Alexander asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned

on, Lilian answered every one of

“Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone in the village teach her to

and replied. She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her

mention

her a sum of money to raise Annalise back

Barton’s instruction was not to send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture

the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human.

and discussed buying Annalise to

could not tell the Barton family that she had

there any older men here

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 farm work. When the farm was idle, she would play with

someone else when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes, yes!”

is good. I’ll

and left the two-story building to

a look around the pond and wondered if it

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

food doesn’t taste

Anna mentioned, he immediately

it be that Anna was

step forward and greeted the older men politely, “Gentlemen,