Guidebook for the Dark Duke

"Although you said so, you still have to rest in the manor recently, and you can't just leave like this, or I will feel uneasy." Duke Wilson lowered his brows and eyes to cover up his expression. Unnatural, said Wen Sheng.

Evan was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again: "You are really a warm-hearted person, since that's the case, then I will bother you for a while longer."

Duke Wilson breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and glanced at Evan tentatively, seeing that he didn't have any reluctance, and then said: "You are too serious, compared to your help to me, my point is nothing. "

Evan lowered his eyes and smiled, but didn't say much.

Seeing that Evan stopped talking, Duke Wilson said, "I came here today because I wanted to tell Dr. Hester a few things. He looked straight at Dr. Hester with a cold look on his face."

The back of Dr. Hester's head went cold, and he looked at Duke Wilson in a daze.

"You...please tell me." Dr. Hester's voice was a little disturbed.

Duke Wilson suddenly smiled at this time, but the coldness in his eyes did not fade at all.

"You didn't disclose Pastor Bruce's injury to anyone, did you?"

At that time, the only one who knew about Evan's injury was Dr. Hester, except for the servants in Duke Wilson's mansion. Before Duke Wilson, he believed in Dr. Hester's medical ethics on the one hand, and on the other hand, he wanted to track down the assassins these days. He didn't spare his hands, and now that Duke Wilson has finally dealt with foreign affairs, Dr. Hester's matter is also remembered.

Dr. Hester's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, even Aliya doesn't know about this matter, and I won't disclose it to anyone. You can completely trust me."

Dr. Hester wasn't stupid enough for this. This incident was obviously a fight between the big men above, and a small man like him naturally didn't dare to get involved.

Duke Wilson just sneered when he heard this: "If I didn't trust you, do you think I would still say these things to you?"

Dr. Hester's legs were weak, and he looked at Duke Wilson tremblingly, not daring to say a word.

Seeing his appearance, Duke Wilson's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said in a low voice, "You'd better remember what you said today. If there is any news about this matter, you should know the consequences."

Dr. Hester couldn't help shaking, and nodded slightly: "You...you can rest assured."

Duke Wilson nodded in satisfaction, and saw Evan sitting on the bed with a confused expression in a blink of an eye. Duke Wilson couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that he had seen this side of himself.

"Pastor Bruce." Duke Wilson tried to control his emotions to normal, and whispered: "This matter is very important, you don't mind?" He looked at Evan tentatively.

Evan paused for a moment with his blank expression, and turned to look at Duke Wilson.

"Of course I don't mind. I agree with the question you are considering."

There was a smile on the corner of Evan's mouth. The matter that Duke Wilson said was indeed very important. The current matter is obviously not in the hands of ordinary people like them. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Let them solve it by themselves.

Hearing these words, Duke Wilson heaved a sigh of relief, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You just agree."

Dr. Hester stood aside and watched the interaction between these two people, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart. He was cold and heartless to himself, and asked so softly in front of Pastor Bruce, it was really different.

Duke Wilson didn't have time to observe Dr. Hester's thoughts, he looked at Evan who looked a little tired, and immediately said kindly: "Your body is not well yet, please rest first, I will leave first."

Evan was already a little tired, so he naturally wouldn't refuse at this time.

Duke Wilson and Dr. Hester left Evan's room, and Evan also lay down on the bed. Looking at the white ceiling, he began to think carefully about his plan.

Ford is a big trouble, and I actually have no grievances with him, but because of the original owner, it is absolutely impossible for the two of them to have any warm scenes. On the contrary, because of the original owner, he is very likely to be exposed High, Evan can't take that risk.

As for Aliya, although the Duke's sense of her is already very bad, but due to the understanding of the original book, Evan is still not sure, and the threat of Aliya still lies in Evan's heart.

These two people are troublesome for Evan, and Evan feels that he must solve these two problems quickly now.

A few days later, Mr. Johnson's matter still had no results. The whole town was in a state of rumors. Rael was arrested. Mrs. Johnson went back to the town police station to inquire every day, and the pressure on Sheriff Chandler increased sharply.

Evan, however, lived a very comfortable life. Within the scope of the Cornish Manor, he didn’t have to worry about anything, he just needed to recuperate from his injuries, get in touch with Edward from time to time, read the Bible to him, and listen to him talk about his life. Ideas came and went, and Edward became more dependent on him.

As for Duke Wilson, he didn't know what he was busy with these past few days. Before that, he would come to have afternoon tea with him every afternoon, but now he hadn't seen him at any other time except for breakfast.

Evan was originally reading the Bible to Edward in the garden that day. Edward had always been an obedient child in front of Evan. He lay quietly on Evan's lap and looked at Evan without blinking.

Evan's voice was soft and quiet, with a soothing power, Edward looked at Evan with a reverence, his eyes sparkled with crystal light.

Evan looked down at Edward, smiled and patted the top of his hair, and said softly, "Do you understand?"

Edward nodded: "Understandable, I have been taught by my tutor before."

Hearing him talk about this, Evan's hands could not help but pause, and he said in an unintentional manner: "Family teacher?"

"Well, Miss Daisy, Miss Daisy is not here for a few days, and she will be back in a few days." Edward threw himself into Evan's arms with a smile, and whispered: "Miss Daisy is very beautiful, You're sure to like her."

Evan listened to Edward's childish words, but couldn't help but move in his heart. He almost forgot that in this book, besides him dealing cards, there was also Daisy, the female partner who kept dying. It served as a stepping stone for the heroine Alia.

"When will Miss Daisy come back?" Evan asked tentatively.

Edward frowned and broke his fingers.

"Miss Daisy's father passed away, and it will take a month to come back. There should be five days left."

Seeing that Edward remembered so clearly, Evan also understood that it seemed that Miss Daisy's status with Edward was not low.

"I see."

Evan stroked Edward's hair reassuringly. Daisy was not considered a threat in the book. Duke Wilson didn't like her at all.

At this moment, a male servant suddenly came to report.

"Pastor Bruce, there is a gentleman who wants to see you."

The servant's expression was a little bit tangled, and he obviously felt that it was a bit tricky. The Cornwall Manor had always refused to receive guests who had not received an invitation. Such a situation made it difficult for him to adapt.

Evan frowned, who would come to him at this time?

"A gentleman? Who is it?"

The servant thought for a while, and finally said, "It's the gentleman who came with Mrs. Sanders last time."

Evan frowned involuntarily, it turned out to be Verde!What is he here for?

"Did he say why he came?" Evan asked.

The manservant nodded slightly: "He said he came to you for church matters, and it was very urgent."

The words have already reached this point, and Evan couldn't really refuse, so he had to say: "Then let him in."

The male servant was a little reluctant, but thinking of the Duke's order before, he could only answer in a low voice.

After a while, Ferd came in under the leadership of the servant, and Evan patted Edward in his arms: "Your lord, you go up first, I will go to find you later."

Edward was still a little excited at first, but now he was tired instantly, but he didn't want to leave a bad impression on Evan, so he could only jump off Evan's lap in a dejected manner, and walked away step by step. .

As soon as Edward left, Fuld walked up to him. He looked at Evan and smiled very gently.

"Pastor Bruce." He nodded slightly at Evan.

Evan couldn't stand up because of his health, so he just smiled and said, "Mr. Foder, I'm sorry I can't stand up to greet you, please sit down."

Fuld sat beside Evan very casually, stroked his cuff, and said in a low voice: "You don't have to be so polite, we are all old friends."

His words were low and casual, but Evan could hear a bit of irony.

Evan smiled a little falsely: "What's the important thing for you to come this time?"

Ferd raised his eyebrows, and his slightly flat face suddenly showed a bit of playfulness.

"You should have heard about Mr. Johnson in the past few days, right? The matter has not been resolved, but the matter of the church cannot be delayed forever. I suggest that you go to Mrs. Johnson with me and compensate the church for the loss as soon as possible. , which is good for everyone."

Ferd's tone was high and there was a hint of disdain in his tone.

Evan didn't know whether the disdain was directed at the Johnsons or himself, but he just acted as if he didn't hear anything wrong, nodded and said: "What you said makes sense, but my current body..."

"You just have to rest assured." Fold interrupted Evan, "I will invite Mrs. Johnson over directly. You just need to wait at the Cornwall Manor, and there is no need to trouble you to go in person."

He said "personally" very seriously, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

Evan could no longer pretend not to hear such obvious emotions, he frowned, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean by that?"

Ferd sneered: "Now that Duke Wilson is gone, do you still want to pretend?"

Evan's heart sank, but his expression remained unchanged, and he said softly, "What do you mean?"

Ferd looked at him and was almost annoyed by him: "What do I mean? Bruce, how did you treat me back then, do you want me to repeat it to you?"

He stood up from the chair and approached Evan.

Evan could hardly move now, his hands gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, and he was speechless for a while, he never thought that Fold would turn against him so quickly.