Guidebook for the Dark Duke Chapter 45: Ambiguous

Duke Wilson trembled as if he had been electrocuted. The name came out of Evan's mouth. I don't know if it was his delusion. It seemed like it was in the warm water, and for a while, the whole person could not tell the difference between east, west and northwest.

He stared blankly at Evan, not knowing what to say.

Evan looked at him and smiled: "What's the matter with you?"

Duke Wilson reacted instantly, and the expression on his face became a little embarrassed. He pursed his lips, and there was a trace of discomfort in his expression.

"It's okay, my friend..." He paused slightly: "Evan."

When the name was called out, the firmness in the tone shocked Evan, but Evan still had a gentle look on his face, he smiled softly: "You call my name like this, I always have a strange feeling."

Duke Wilson clenched his fists and said solemnly: "You don't feel offended."

Evan smiled: "It's my honor to have friendship with you."

Duke Wilson breathed a sigh of relief and turned to: "How are you doing today?"

Evan smiled: "Thank you for your concern, I am doing well. Sheriff Chandler came today. With his company, I am not alone today."

"Sheriff Chandler has come?" Duke Wilson couldn't help frowning. He didn't expect the sheriff to take advantage of the situation today.

"What did he tell you?" Duke Wilson is very concerned that Evan will be dragged into this troublesome incident.

Evan looked stunned for a moment, then smiled: "What else could it be, but it's just this case. Sheriff Chandler has no clue, so he came to me to sort it out."

Duke Wilson showed a hint of disapproval in his eyes, but when he turned to look at Evan, he had a tender expression on his face: "You are not in good health now, I am afraid this kind of thing will affect your health. Restoration, if he comes again next time, you can also refuse."

He believes that Evan met with Sheriff Chandler because he was soft-hearted and did not know how to reject others.

Evan laughed secretly in his heart. He really didn't want to destroy his image, so he met Sheriff Chandler, but he also paid a certain amount of attention to this matter. What was the world to him? There is a layer of estrangement, and he must first grasp all the things that go wrong.

"Don't worry, I'm in good health now, and I still have the energy to see old friends." Evan paused slightly when he said this: "It's just..."

"Just?" Duke Wilson looked at Evan in surprise.

"It's just that I'm a little worried about what's going on in the church." Evan smiled reluctantly, and a look of sadness flashed across his face.

"What about the church?" Duke Wilson frowned. "Is something wrong with the church?"

Evan gave a wry smile: "I didn't know it until now, but when Sheriff Chandler came today, I just heard that the young assistant pastor, when he was at Mass on Sunday, seemed to be doing something wrong. Very well, I am very concerned about whether the Gospel of God can be well spread."

It's Chandler again! Duke Wilson thought fiercely in his heart, how could this man bring up such a thing at such a time.

"Don't worry." Duke Wilson smiled reluctantly: "This should be a joke from Sheriff Chandler. I haven't heard any complaints about this in the past few days. Your injury is very important. If you don't take care of your wounds, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do."

Evan's eyes were still full of worry, but he didn't say much more. He nodded reluctantly and said in a low voice, "I just hope my injury can heal as soon as possible."

Listening to Evan's words, Duke Wilson's heart is very complicated. On the one hand, he hopes that Evan's injury will heal immediately and get rid of the pain, but he also does not want Evan to leave Cornwall Manor.

In the end, Duke Wilson could only nod his head, his expression slightly stiff.

Evan secretly felt a bit of joy in his heart. When Duke Wilson faced his feelings, he was simply like a blank sheet of paper, and he could easily see his thoughts clearly.

Evan did not go to the dining room with the Duke until the last time for lunch.

After lunch, the Duke sent Evan upstairs. He originally wanted to send Evan into his own room, but after going upstairs, Evan objected.

"Charles." He always had an ambiguous tone when he called the name, low and soft, which made Duke Wilson's heart skip a beat.

"I don't want to go back to my room, I want to read a book." He looked at Duke Wilson with sincere and pure eyes, and Wilson's throbbing heart suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"You...what book do you want to read?" Duke Wilson said with a bit of an uneven tone.

Evan seemed to have not noticed, and smiled gently: "I don't know if you can visit your study, I have always heard that your study is the place with the most abundant books in Derain. "

Duke Wilson's heart was beating so fast, like a ticking clock, Duke Wilson only felt that his heart was about to explode.

"Okay...Okay..." He said two good words in a row, but his tone was dry and a little flustered.

Evan chuckled inwardly, Duke Wilson, what an interesting person.

Duke Wilson helped Evan into his own study. Evan looked at this solemn and elegant study, and couldn't help but admire for a while. There are indeed a lot of books, more than the books in the church. The accumulation is even deeper than the church.

"Sure enough, you have a rich collection of books, you are really a learned person." Evan said with admiration.

Duke Wilson felt a little bit of joy in his heart for some reason. He held back his slightly raised mouth and said solemnly: "You have won the prize. These books are all left by our ancestors. One, I don't know what book you are interested in? I can get it for you."

The bookshelf on that floor is very high, and Evan's current physical condition is definitely not suitable for picking it up in person.

Evan couldn't help but smiled and said warmly, "The bibliography about the church is just fine, thank you very much."

Duke Wilson patted Evan's shoulder stiffly, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to be like this."

After he finished speaking, he went to get the book. Looking at Duke Wilson's awkward back, Evan couldn't help bending the corners of his mouth. This person is really interesting.

Duke Wilson took the book back. Due to Evan's body, he deliberately chose a relatively thin and small book. He introduced a few words, and then helped Evan to the opposite of his desk. Behind the desk, he whispered, "If you don't want to go back to your room, just read here."

Evan looked up at the Duke's slightly uncomfortable expression and smiled: "Okay, thank you."

The Duke waved his hand and walked to his desk. Evan could see a thick stack of parchment on his desk. He knew that the Duke had a lot of business to deal with, so he didn't bother him and kept himself quiet. read the book.

In such a quiet afternoon, the gentle sunlight spilled into the study through the French window on the balcony, and the comforting face was facing the window, and the gentle autumn sunlight covered him.

His pale blond hair looked exceptionally dazzling in the sun, and his azure blue eyes, like a lake, looked quiet and warm.

Duke Wilson sat behind the desk, most of him shrouded in shadows, he looked straight at Evan, like a weirdo in a corner, looking at the warmest man in the world Sunlight.

Duke Wilson's stunned look was finally awakened by a sudden knock on the door, and he abruptly stood up from behind the desk. The harsh sound of dragging the chair made Evan turn his head.

"Sir? What's the matter with you?" Evan looked at the Duke suspiciously.

The duke's expression was a little complicated. He threw a low "nothing" and hurried to the door, and suddenly opened the door.

He was breathing rapidly, as if something in the room was preventing him from breathing.

The people at the door were startled by his appearance, and hurriedly asked: "Lord Duke, what's the matter with you?"

Duke Wilson pursed his lips tightly, looked at Ederson, and said in a low voice, "Come back in five minutes." Edson came over in person, and there must be no good thing.

Adelson probed the room with some doubts, but unfortunately didn't see anything. He chuckled in a low voice: "Okay, no matter what you say."

Ederson left, but Duke Wilson turned to face Evan.

Duke Wilson took a deep breath, and then he mustered the courage to look at Evan. Evan looked at Duke Wilson curiously, his eyes full of exploration.

Duke Wilson couldn't help but curl up in his heart. He has a lot of things, and he can't completely spread it out in front of Evan. For this person in front of him, he doesn't dare to spread out his dark side.

"Evan." His voice trembled slightly: "I still have things to deal with, you go back to your room first."

Evan frowned as he looked at Duke Wilson with his head slanted, looking a little innocent. What happened to Duke Wilson? Evan, who was outside the door just now, could see clearly that it was the unfamiliar gentleman today, the Duke's staff named Edson. Do they have any secret matters to discuss?

Evan's first thought was about the capital. Evan couldn't help but want to ask, but in the end he restrained his thoughts, stood up slowly with the book in his arms, and smiled He smiled and said, "If that's the case, then I won't bother you anymore, farewell."

Evan walked from the desk to the door step by step, Duke Wilson was standing there, unable to move at all, he watched Evan walk to his side, and then passed him, he subconsciously He held his breath until Evan opened the door and walked out, and Duke Wilson began to take a deep breath.

Duke Wilson was finally able to move at this time. He dragged his feet to the desk, and collapsed on the chair. He lay down on the back of the chair, covering himself with the back of his hands. his eyes, he just felt like he was going crazy.

How could he have such thoughts, such filthy thoughts...

Duke Wilson fell into a feeling of self-loathing. He always thought that his feelings for that person should be pure and without any impurities, but at this time, he realized that his evil thoughts were Like a poisonous snake, it grabbed his heart.

Duke Wilson couldn't help but let out a snort, he felt that he was a little unable to face Evan.

After a long silence, the knock on the door rang again, but this time Duke Wilson did not stand up to open the door, but said in a low voice: "Come in."

The next moment, the door opened, and Edson's mediocre face appeared behind the door.