Guidebook for the Dark Duke

Tears welled up in Mrs. Lawrence's eyes suddenly. She looked in the direction of Mr. Lawrence. The affection in her eyes was like that of a young girl in love, with deep nostalgia. Then at the next moment, she suddenly fainted past.

Mr. Lawrence rushed out like an arrow, and supported Mrs. Lawrence who was about to fall to the ground.

Sheriff Chandler stared at Mr. Lawrence dumbfounded. He could hardly speak. He couldn't believe that Mrs. Lawrence was such a terrible woman. She was usually so cruel to Mr. Lawrence, but she would take the blame for her at this time. , and Mr. Lawrence can express his love so tenderly. The relationship between the couple is not as bad as he saw.

"My dear Mary, there is no need to do this anymore." Mr. Lawrence gently stroked Mrs. Lawrence's side face, and whispered softly: "All this madness is caused by me, you are indeed more courageous than me. "

He looked at Mrs. Lawrence's eyes, with the deepest love and relief after the silence, Evan frowned slightly and looked at the two people, and suddenly couldn't help but have a doubt in his heart, what kind of family is this? , why such complex emotions are born, both love and hate, both good and evil.

Sheriff Chandler looked at Mr. Lawrence sadly, and said in a deep voice, "Old John, why are you doing this?"

Mr. Lawrence looked at Sheriff Chandler in a daze, with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "William." He called Sheriff Chandler's name: "John is my son, I use my deepest love to I love him, but he did such a thing that even God hates, I really can't accept it..." Mr. Lawrence's tone was filled with sadness, and he was almost speechless.

Evan couldn't help sighing. It seems that Mr. Lawrence didn't know the existence of Mrs. Sanders. This matter was a two-way mystery from the beginning. He knew all the secrets of John, but Mrs. Lawrence only knew about John's life experience. But Mr. Lawrence only knows about his son's depravity. This is like an endless loop, which makes Evan also fall into a misunderstanding.

Mr. Lawrence picked Mrs. Lawrence up from the ground. He looked straight at Sergeant Chandler and said in a stiff tone, "William, can you let me take her home? I promise, I will never run away." .”

Sheriff Chandler looked embarrassed, but Judge Conwell said at this time: "Sheriff, you can send a few people to follow. I believe Mr. Lawrence will not do anything embarrassing."

Sergeant Chandler breathed a sigh of relief, and winked at the policeman beside him, who immediately followed Mr. Lawrence out.

Seeing the couple walk away, Sheriff Chandler couldn't help but frowned: "Don't Old John know about Little John's background?"

Evan lowered his brows and eyes, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth: "Sheriff, because of your integrity, this matter has not been spread in Delanele, and Mr. Lawrence naturally does not know."

"But for so many years..." Sheriff Chandler was a little unbelievable: "How could Mr. Lawrence know nothing?"

Evan sighed: "We have no way of knowing such things, but we can also deduce them from clues."

Evan paused slightly, and all eyes were on him, including Duke Wilson.

"Mrs. Lawrence loves Mr. Lawrence very much. Because of the unfortunate death of her first child, she felt very guilty, so she made a deal with the desperate Mrs. Sanders. One gave her dearest child, and the other gave her deepest love." emotion."

Evan looked at the pale Mrs. Sanders with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Ms. Sanders thinks that her child has got the most perfect family in the world, but she doesn't know that the Lawrences dote on Little John to an unbearable level. They pamper him, satisfy him with everything, and praise him. All the qualities made him arrogant, defiant, and domineering."

Mrs. Saunders shuddered with each word Evan said, and finally she could barely contain the tears.

"But even this little John has a side that Mr. and Mrs. Lawrence can't bear. He gave up the wife Mrs. Laurence chose for her, which made Mrs. Laurence heartbroken. Mr. Lawrence loved Mrs. Laurence so much that he could hardly bear anything else. The man talked to her a few more words, so he became dissatisfied with Little John at this time, which we can get confirmation from Jimmy's letter."

Evan picked up Jimmy's letter and sighed: "The much-loved little John, the proud son of the Lawrence couple, unexpectedly didn't get pocket money from Mr. Lawrence, who has always been generous to him, in order to satisfy himself A terrible desire can only be stolen. In such a thing, we can fully see Mr. Lawrence's attitude towards Little John. In the end, Jimmy's informant was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Lawrence is Mr. Thoroughly Disappointed, his previous over-doting on Little John also caused his over-disappointment at this time, so after a fierce confrontation, he did the most terrible thing. What kind of homeless man, but he did not expect that when he was carrying firewood, he dropped the brooch he was going to give to Mrs. Lawrence into the fire, and he lacked the courage to face death, so it caused such an accident. Wrong tragic story."

Sergeant Chandler suddenly realized that he and Mr. Lawrence were old acquaintances. Now that he saw this result, he was probably the most distressed among the people present.

"Mr. Pastor, it's really lucky to have you this time. Otherwise, the truth of this matter would not be revealed." Judge Conwell said very reservedly.

Evan nodded slightly. He looked at the reverent eyes of the people in the field, and couldn't help laughing in his heart. This is what he wanted. He needed the people in this town to respect him, worship him, and even unconditionally Trust him, only in this way can his disguise go on better.

After everything was over, everyone finally left the hall. Evan left with Duke Wilson and Hester and his daughter. Sheriff Chandler sent Judge Conwell back. The poor old gentleman Lacking a nap at noon, his complexion is not very good-looking.

A few of them walked out of the gate of the county court, and Aliya suddenly said, "Mr. Pastor, when did you find out that something was wrong with Mr. Lawrence?"

Evan's expression was slightly stagnant. Since his last confession with impure intentions, Aliya has been avoiding him, and now she would take the initiative to talk to him, which was beyond his expectation.

"I also received Jimmy's letter before I came to the court, and only then did I understand all this. Before that, I was just a little confused." Evan said with a smile.

"Doubt?" Aliya looked at Evan with almost innocent eyes.

Duke Wilson was a little impatient at this time: "Miss Hester, what is the purpose of asking these questions now?"

Alicia's face turned red for a while, and she didn't dare to look at Duke Wilson.

"I...I didn't..." Aliya stammered in defense.

But Duke Wilson ignored her justification, turned to Evan and said, "Pastor Bruce, let's go."

Evan was slightly taken aback, but finally smiled and left with the Duke.

It seems that the strategy of that day was very effective, and Duke Wilson had already begun to loathe Aaliyah.

Evan got into the Duke's carriage, and there was silence between the two of them for a while. Evan knew that Duke Wilson was not a good talker, so he took the lead and said, "My lord, are you here to watch Mrs. Lawrence's trial today too?" ?”

Duke Wilson pursed his lips, his expression a little stiff: "I'm here on business in the county, so I'll stop by to have a look."

Evan's expression changed, knowing that Duke Wilson was not telling the truth, but in his current position, he was not qualified to ask, so he just smiled and didn't say much.

Duke Wilson sent Evan to the door of the church. Evan got off the carriage and did not leave quickly. Instead, he turned and looked at Duke Wilson with his most charming smile: "Mr. Duke, I Can I ask you one thing?"

Duke Wilson half leaned on the carriage door and looked at Evan, almost stunned.

"Please...please speak." He almost stumbled and said.

Evan couldn't help being a little proud in his heart, this appearance is still somewhat useful, at least in the process of this kind of communication, it is easy to let people down.

"I know you are a devout believer. If possible, can I ask you to attend this weekend's service." Evan touched the Bible in his hand with some embarrassment: "Since I became the parish priest, you came here There were very few opportunities, and I am very sorry."

Duke Wilson had come to his senses at this time, and his face was slightly pale.

"You are right. I was negligent. I will come over this weekend." Duke Wilson said quickly.

Evan smiled gratefully: "God will bless you."

The relationship between them can be better only if they have more contact with Duke Wilson. The unequal class is already fatal, and the lack of contact will only make them gradually alienated. Evan does not want to take this risk.

Duke Wilson's carriage finally left. Evan stood at the door of the church and watched the Duke leave. The Duke looked at Evan standing there through the window of the carriage. He stood with his back to the sunset, and the dim yellow sunset pulled his shadow His body is long and slender, but his whole body is bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, his whole body seems to be covered with a halo, which looks both holy and beautiful.

Duke Wilson closed the car window and turned his eyes back. His eyes were very complicated, with a hint of confusion and struggle, but until the end, all the emotions were covered by him in the black eyes. His eyes It was cold again.

Duke Wilson knocked on the car door.

"My lord." The coachman replied respectfully.

"What's wrong with James?" Duke Wilson's expression was slightly cold.

The coachman drove the carriage with one hand and replied, "My lord, don't worry, he has already gone where he should go."

Duke Wilson nodded slightly: "Take care of this matter, I don't want any bad news to spread."

The driver hurriedly replied, "Don't worry."

Duke Wilson slowly closed his eyes, and said nothing more. He would not allow a person who threatened him to exist in this world, especially if this person was still so disgusting to him.