Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 25: Overwhelming

The tears in Mrs. Lawrence's eyes suddenly lingered. She looked in the direction of Mr. Lawrence. The affection in her eyes was like a little girl who was just beginning to love, with deep nostalgia, and then at the next moment, she suddenly Just 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, such a terrible woman, who was usually so cruel to Mr. Lawrence, would be so cruel at such a time. For her, and Mr. Lawrence expressing his love so tenderly, the relationship between the couple is not as bad as he saw.

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

He looked at Mrs. Lawrence's eyes with the deepest love and relief after the silence. Evan frowned slightly and looked at these two people, and suddenly couldn't help but have a little doubt in his heart. What kind of family, 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 use my deepest I really can't accept that he does something that even God hates..." Mr. Lawrence's tone was filled with sadness, and he was almost speechless.

Evan couldn't help but sighed, it seems 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 However, Mr. Lawrence only knew about the depravity of his son. This was like an endless cycle, which made Evan also 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 will run away."

Sheriff Chandler looked 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."

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 about Little John's background?"

Evan lowered his brows and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly: "Sheriff, because of your integrity, this matter didn't spread in Derain, and Mr. Lawrence naturally didn't know it."

"But after 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. She feels very guilty because of the unfortunate death of her first child, so she makes a deal with the desperate Mrs. Sanders, one for her dearest child and one for herself The deepest feelings."

Evan looked at the pale Mrs. Sanders with a trace 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 Lawrence couple's doting on little John had reached an intolerable level, pampering him and satisfying him with everything , praised all his qualities, made him arrogant, defiant, domineering."

Mrs. Sanders shuddered with every word Evan said, and she could barely hold back her tears.

"But even such little John had something that the Lawrences couldn't tolerate. He gave up the wife that Mrs. Lawrence had chosen for her, leaving Mrs. Lawrence heartbroken. Mr. Lawrence loved Mrs. Lawrence so deeply that he almost endured it. There was no other man to talk 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 proud son of the Lawrence couple, can't get pocket money from Mr. Lawrence, who has always been generous to him, In order to satisfy his own terrible sex, he can only steal, and we can fully see Mr. Lawrence's attitude towards Little John. In the end, Jimmy's whistleblower was the last straw that broke the camel's back. Lawrence was the Mr. is 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 it was nothing. He could put the blame on any homeless person at will, but he didn't 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. This led to such a tragic story."

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 would not be revealed." Judge Convair said very reservedly.

Evan nodded slightly, he looked at the respectful eyes of the people in the field, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, what he wanted was this result, he needed people in this town to respect him, worship him, Even trust him unconditionally. Only in this way can his disguise go on better.

When everything was over, the people finally left the hall, Evan left with Duke Wilson and the Hesters, and Sheriff Chandler sent back Judge Conville, the poor The old gentleman's face was not very good-looking because he lacked a nap in the afternoon.

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 with impure intentions, 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 then I learned all about it. Before that, I was just a little confused." Evan said with a smile.

"Doubt?" Arya looked at Evan with an almost innocent look.

Duke Wilson was now impatient: "Miss Hester, what's your point of 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 defense, turned to Evan and said, "Pastor Bruce, let's go."

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

Looks like the strategy worked well that day, Duke Wilson is already starting to hate Arya.

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

Duke Wilson pursed his lips, his expression a little stiff: "I'm here to run errands 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 has 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, looked at Duke Wilson: "The Duke Sir, can I ask you one thing?"

Duke Wilson looked at Evan half-leaning 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 kind of communication, it is easy to let people down.

"I know you are a devout believer, if possible, could you please take a break from this weekend's service." Evan touched the Bible in his hand embarrassedly: "Since I became the parish priest, I'm very sorry that you have very few chances to come."

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

"You're right, I was negligent, I'll be 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, coupled with the sparse contact, it will only gradually alienate them, 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 in the same place through the carriage window. He stood with his back to the sunset, and the dusky sunset took him His shadow was slender, but his whole body was bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a halo, which seemed 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 his emotions were covered in his jet-black eyes. His eyes turned cold again.

Duke Wilson knocks on the car 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, "Don't worry, my lord, he has gone 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.