Guidebook for the Dark Duke

    The tears in Mrs. Lawrence's eyes suddenly lingered, she looked in the direction of Mr. Lawrence, the deep affection in her eyes, like a little girl who was just beginning to love, with deep nostalgia, and then in the next moment At that time, she suddenly fainted.

    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 in a stunned manner, he was almost speechless, he couldn't believe that Mrs. Lawrence was such a terrible woman, she was so cruel to Mr. Lawrence, but she actually He would blame her at such a time, and Mr. Lawrence would express his love so tenderly. The relationship between the couple was not as bad as he saw it.

    "My dear Mary, I don't need to do this anymore." Mr. Lawrence gently stroked Mrs. Lawrence's profile and whispered softly: "I caused all this madness, You are indeed more courageous than me."

    He looked at Mrs. Lawrence's eyes, with the deepest love and the relief after the silence, Evan frowned slightly and looked at these two people, and suddenly couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart , What kind of family is this, and why does it give birth to such complex emotions, both love and hate, good and evil.

    Sheriff Chandler looked at Mr. Lawrence with a sad face, and said solemnly: "Old John, why are you doing this?"

    Mr. Lawrence looked at Sheriff Chandler in a trance, with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "William." He called Sheriff Chandler's name: "John is my son, I love him with my deepest love, but he does something 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 seemed that Mr. Lawrence didn't know about Mrs. Sanders' existence, it was a two-way mystery from the beginning, he knew all of John's secrets, but Mrs. Lawrence only knew about John's life experience, while Mr. Lawrence only knew about his son's depravity. This was like an endless loop, which made Evan go into a misunderstanding.

    Mr. Lawrence picked up Mrs. Lawrence from the ground, he looked straight at Sheriff Chandler, and said stiffly: "William, can you let me take her home, I Promise, I will never run away."

    Sheriff Chandler's face was embarrassed, but Judge Conwell said at this time: "Sheriff, send a few people to follow, I believe that Mr. Lawrence will not do anything embarrassing. matter."

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

    Watching the couple walk away, Sheriff Chandler couldn't help frowning: "Don't Old John know the background of Little John?"

    Evan lowered his eyebrows and raised his lips slightly: "Sheriff, because of your integrity, this matter did not spread in Derain, and Mr. Lawrence naturally didn't know."

    "But so many years..." Sheriff Chandler was in disbelief: "How could Mr. Lawrence know nothing?"

    Evan sighed: "We have no way of knowing such a thing, but it can also be inferred from clues."

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

    "Mrs. Lawrence loves Mr. Lawrence deeply, because of the unfortunate death of her first child, she feels very guilty, so she made a deal with the desperate Mrs. Sanders, a child who gave her dearest child , one who gave his deepest feelings."

    Evan looked at the pale Mrs. Sanders with a hint of pity in her eyes.

    "Mrs. Sanders thought her child had the most perfect family in the world, but she didn't know that the Laurence couple's doting on little John had reached an intolerable level, doting on him, Satisfy everything he has, praise all his qualities, make him arrogant, defiant, domineering."

    Every time Evan said a word, Mrs. Sanders shivered, and at last she could barely hold back her tears.

    "But even this little John has something that the Lawrence couple cannot tolerate. He gave up the wife that Mrs. Lawrence chose for her, making Mrs. Lawrence heartbroken. Mr. Lawrence loves Mrs. Lawrence. To the bone, he could hardly stand other men talking to her, so he was dissatisfied with Little John at this time, which we can confirm from Jimmy's letter."

    Evan picked up Jimmy's letter and sighed: "The much-loved little John, the darling of the Lawrence couple, actually got it from Mr. Lawrence, who has always been generous to him. Without pocket money, in order to satisfy his terrible desire, he can only steal it. We can fully see Mr. Lawrence's attitude towards Little John. In the end, Jimmy's whistleblower was the last thing that broke the camel's back. The straw, Mr. Lawrence was completely disappointed. His previous excessive doting on Little John also caused excessive disappointment at this time, so after a fierce confrontation, he did the most terrible thing, he originally thought This matter is perfect and can be blamed on any homeless person at will, 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. That's why such a tragic story was created."

     Sheriff Chandler suddenly realized that he and Mr. Lawrence were old acquaintances, and now seeing this result, the person present is probably the most distressed.

     "Mr. Pastor, I'm really lucky to have you this time. Otherwise, the truth of this matter cannot be revealed." Judge Conville said very reservedly.

      He worships him, and even trusts him unconditionally. 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 the Hesters, and Sheriff Chandler sent Judge Conville back , The poor old gentleman's face was not very good-looking because of the lack of a midday nap.

    A few of them walked out of the gate of the county courthouse, and Arya 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, Arya has been avoiding him, and now she will take the initiative to talk to him, which is beyond his expectations .

    "I also received a letter from Jimmy 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?" Arya looked at Evan with almost innocent eyes.

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

    Alia's face flushed for a while, and she didn't dare to look at Duke Wilson at all.

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

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

    Evan was slightly startled, but finally smiled and left with the duke.

    It seems that the strategy worked well that day, Duke Wilson has begun to hate Arya.

    Evan got into the duke's carriage, and there was silence between the two for a while. Evan knew that Duke Wilson was not a good word, so he took the lead and said: "Sir Duke, you today Are you here to watch Mrs Lawrence's trial?"

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

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

    Duke Wilson had been sending Evan to the door of the church, Evan got off the carriage, and did not leave quickly, but turned back to look at Duke Wilson, with his most charming smile, looking at Duke Wilson: "Mr. Duke, can I ask you one thing?"

    Duke Wilson looked at Evan halfway against the carriage door, almost stunned.

    "Please...Please say." He said almost stumblingly.

    Evan couldn't help but feel a little smug in his heart, this appearance is still somewhat useful, at least in the process of this communication, it is easy for people to let go of their guard.

    "I know you are a devout believer, if possible, can I ask you to pray this weekend." Evan touched the Bible in his hand embarrassedly: "Since I I am very sorry that after you became vicar, you had very few opportunities to come."

    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."

    Only have more contact with Duke Wilson, the relationship between them can be better, the unequal class is already deadly, and the rare contact will only make them gradually alienated, Evan Don't 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 in the same place through the window of the carriage. He stood with his back to the setting sun, The dusky sunset stretched his shadow, but his whole body was bathed in the afterglow of the sunset. The whole person seemed to be covered with a halo, which was both holy and beautiful.

    Duke Wilson closed the car window and turned his eyes back. His eyes were very complicated, with a trace of confusion and struggle, but until the end, all emotions were covered up by him In the dark eyes, his eyes turned cold again.

    Duke Wilson knocked on the door.

    "Sir." The driver replied respectfully.

    "What happened to James?" Duke Wilson's expression had a touch of coldness.

    The coachman drove the carriage with one hand and replied: "Sir, don't worry, he has gone to the place where he should go."

    Duke Wilson nodded slightly: "Handle this matter well, I don't want any bad news."

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

    Duke Wilson slowly closed his eyes and said no more, he would not allow a person who threatened him to exist in this world, especially if this person was so disgusting to him.