Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 10: Planned

When Evan followed Duke Wilson into Edward's room, Edward was sitting by the window, a small person, curled up on the windowsill, his curly hair looked very soft in the sunlight.

He heard something coming in, but he didn't look up, but his arms shook slightly, and he continued to bury his head in his arms.

"Edward?" called the Duke.

Little Edward raised his head with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Duke Wilson couldn't help sighing when he saw it: "Pastor Bruce came to see you, won't you say hello to him?"

Edward turned his attention to Evan and looked at her with a look that didn't seem to recognize him. Evan felt a little embarrassed for a while.

"Hello, Lord Edward." Evan nodded slightly.

Edward nodded indifferently, but did not speak.

Duke Wilson's face suddenly turned a little bad: "Edward, how can you be so rude, Reverend Bruce saved you last time, did you treat him like this?"

Edward heard this, and then turned to look at Evan, with a little warmth in his eyes: "Hello." His voice was very weak.

Evan just smiled: "My lord the duke is serious, I just raised my hand, you keep saying this, I feel very ashamed."

Duke Wilson's face brightened a little: "Mr. Reverend, you are the bravest person I have ever seen, Edward is suffering a mental blow these days, I hope you can use your fearless heart to teach well He, make him strong."

When Duke Wilson said these words, Evan had been observing Edward's reaction. Although he had been looking out the window with some indifference, when Wilson said the question of bravery, he clearly saw Edward She trembled, like a sensitive bunny, trembling slightly.

Evan suddenly knew.

Duke Wilson left the house after receiving Evan's affirmation. He looked at Evan with obvious gratitude, which also made Evan sure that his decision was not wrong.

After the Duke went out, Evan approached Edward cautiously, but Edward shrank even tighter, almost shrinking himself into a ball.

Evan walked to his side, knelt down halfway, stroked the top of his head, and said softly, "Lord, are you cold?"

Edward spread his arms slightly and glanced at Evan: "I'm not cold." There was a hint of curiosity in his eyes, but his expression tried to be indifferent.

Evan couldn't help but smile: "It's a little dangerous here, you'd better come over and sit on the chair first." He stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture.

Edward gave Evan a determined look, and finally stretched out his hand.

Evan helped Edward down from the window sill and let him sit on the sofa, and then said again: "I heard from the Duke, you are a little unhappy recently?"

Edward pursed his lips, a look of stubbornness on his face.

Evan lightly stroked the top of his hair, and said warmly: "I know that Mr. Lawrence's death is a huge blow to you, but the way you are now makes the Duke very worried."

Edward bowed his head, his two small hands clenched into fists: "I don't like John!" His voice was low, but he was unusually firm.

Evan looked at Edward with some surprise: "You don't like him? But I heard that you have a very close relationship with him..."

Edward did not respond to Evan's question at all. He still lowered his head and said nothing, but his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was holding back something.

Evan felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked: "Lord, what happened to you?"

As soon as Evan finished speaking, he saw big drops of tears falling on little Edward's shirt.

"The servants all say that John's is bad." Edward's tone was a little choked: "But my father has never been there, and I have only John with me. He always talks about how much my father likes him, but I am my father's. Child, why doesn't he like me! Is it because I'm not brave enough?" Edward suddenly raised his head and looked at Evan, his big eyes filled with crystal tears, a kind of innocence unique to a child.

"Pastor Bruce, your father praised you as a brave person, can you tell me how to become a brave person?" At this time, he finally held Evan tightly like a child. cuffs.

Evan was at a loss for words for a while. When he looked at this truly innocent child, he realized that all his previous despicable calculations were useless at this moment.

Evan stretched out his hand, gently wiped the tears from his cheeks, and finally stripped off the pretense of mildness in his words, and whispered: "You are a good boy, the Duke is true He cares about you very much, but he is not good at expressing it. You have to believe in his love for you. Mr. John's death is a tragedy, both for you and his family. You say you don't like him, but in my opinion Come on, you are just pranking, no matter what is wrong with him, but he has been with you for so long, and there is a moment of softness in the heart of the stone, but even so, you can't be depressed like this."

Evan raised Edward's chin lightly and looked straight at the little Edward who had already been crying: "You are the son of the duke, an honorable lord, you want to be an example for the entire Derainier , instead of crying alone in a corner, because there are more people out there living a life a hundred times more painful than you, as a nobleman, you have no right to choose weakness, please remember this!”

Evan's expression was not as gentle and tolerant as usual. He looked at little Edward almost sternly, with a low and dignified tone. Edward was stunned for a while, he almost forgot to cry, and stared blankly with Evan.

Seeing him, Evan couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "It's my fault, you are still young, you will definitely not understand these things, well, Lord Edward, you have to hurry up and be strong, things have already happened. It happened, no matter what we do, it is impossible to go against God's will, this is the Lord's test of life, if you grow under the Lord's glory, you don't have to be afraid of these troubles."

Evan gently hugged Edward into his arms and patted his back lightly.

After a long time, he heard Edward whisper: "I understand, I will definitely remember your teaching."

Evan laughed silently. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the door that was closed again, with a secret pleasure in his heart. Such a selfless and fraternal speech just hit the Duke's heart. At the itch, his plan is being realized step by step.

When Evan finished comforting Edward, he read another passage of the Bible for Edward. The previous relationship made Edward's attitude towards Evan obviously a lot closer. He was leaning on Evan's side almost all the time, with a submissive expression on his face. As he read the Bible, his eyes were full of attachment.

Evan actually sighed in his heart. This child lost his mother when he was three years old, and Duke Wilson was not a very good father, so he had an almost sensitive obsession with foreign friendliness.

When he finally finished reading the Bible, Duke Wilson warmly invited him to stay for dinner. Edward also looked at him expectantly. Evan had no other choice but to stay.

The dinner at the Duke's House is very rich. Although Mrs. Haydn is good at craftsmanship, she lacks this exquisiteness. Evan lamented in his heart as he ate, when will he be able to live such a life, God is so unfair .

After finishing dinner, he rejected the Duke's offer to invite him to stay, and left Cornwall Manor very resolutely. Some things were too much. If they were too eager, they would be inferior. In terms of rich love history, being away is the best way to get along.

Evan didn't go back to the pastor's cottage, but went to Delan Lier Church. Mrs. Sanders was sick and took leave these days. He was the only one who was busy with everything up and down the church.

Actually, Mrs. Sanders passed out at home on the afternoon of John's death. Dr. Hester prescribed a lot of medicines after diagnosis and told her to stay in bed. Rest, it is said that syncope caused by overwork, because of this, Evan also received a lot of condemnation from Dr. Hester, as if it was all his fault.

Evan had no choice but to manage the church more attentively. At the same time, he also asked someone to inquire about Jimmy's news in London. He had a strange premonition that this must have something to do with Jimmy's departure.

During this period, John's murder began to ferment again. The police station was surrounded by reporters every day. Everyone wanted to get first-hand information, and the Lawrences began to frequent Chandler. At the Sheriff's home, expect to get the slightest bit of news.

And Sheriff Chandler is in the center of the storm, no one around, complaining on both sides, he sometimes comes back to Evan to complain, Evan also wants to hear some useful news, but unfortunately Yes, what he said was cliché, the police did not find any useful clues, and Evan was very disappointed.

This afternoon, Evan was sorting out the church's ledger. It has been two weeks since the problem was found, but he didn't have time to check it. Swept up by John's murder, this one came a long way behind.

But at this moment, Dr. Hester suddenly came, and Evan felt a little strange. Dr. Hester was not a particularly devout believer. Except for the time of worship, he did not appear at all at other times. Dr. Hester has never been seen in a church.

"Pastor Bruce, something happened." Dr. Hester said anxiously.

Evan's heart suddenly raised: "What's wrong?"

"Sheriff Chandler has Arya arrested." Dr. Hester nearly cried.

"What?" Evan was shocked. Although he didn't like this maverick heroine, he also knew very well that Arya had absolutely no guts to kill.

"They said that Arya went to John that night, and they had an argument, and they found Arya's handkerchief in John's house, so now they're sure Arya is the suspect , they also have to interrogate her, oh! Oh my God! How can my little Arya bear such humiliation." Dr. Hester said almost in pain.

Evan frowned tightly. He knew the fact that Arya didn't want to marry John, but killing someone for this would be ridiculous.

"Why did Arya go to John that night?" Evan asked in a deep voice.

Hester suddenly felt a little ashamed: "Yes...she told me to say...she, she didn't want to be engaged to John, so she went to negotiate with John..."

These words were too hard for Dr. Hester to say, so when he finished speaking, almost his entire face turned red.

And Evan looked at Dr. Hester's performance, but he had a little doubt about his judgment in his heart. It seems that this era is more closed than he thought.

"If that's the case, then what's the use of you coming to me? I'm neither a policeman nor a detective, and I can't do anything if you tell me this." Evan sighed softly and said, "Chandler The sheriff is a shrewd detective, if Arya is not at fault, he will find out, don't worry."

Dr. Hester looked anxious when he heard this: "Alia asked me to come to you, she told me that you can prove her innocence, she did not want to kill John ."

Evan frowned slightly after hearing this: "To tell you the truth, Arya did talk to me about her and John's marriage before, she hopes I can talk to you, it's better to cancel this mismatched marriage , but this does not prove that he did not do such terrible things."

Dr. Hester's face suddenly showed a look of disappointment. He seemed to be a few years older for a while. He sat down on the church chair and buried his face in the palm of his hand.

"It's all my fault. I'm blaming Arya for doing this without asking her opinion before." Dr. Hester's tone was filled with sadness.

Evan couldn't help frowning: "Don't blame yourself, now Sheriff Chandler has no real evidence to prove Arya's guilt, even if she went to John that night, It's not certain that she killed John."

Dr. Hester was more distressed at this time: "The evidence is enough for the court, John's death was in the middle of the fireworks display, almost the whole town was gone at that time, only Ai Leah and John didn't go, they...they're sure now that Arya did it."

Evan was slightly surprised: "Why didn't Arya go?"