Evan rode in the carriage of Duke Wilson and drove towards Cornwall Manor. This time the goodbye made them both a little cautious. After all, it had been two weeks since they had seen each other.
Duke Wilson was very dissatisfied with this situation. He looked at Evan's expression from the corner of his eye while thinking about how to talk to Evan.
But Evan has been closing his eyes and resting, so until the carriage arrived at Cornwall Manor, Duke Wilson couldn't find a chance to talk to Evan, and Duke Wilson couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
Although Evan squinted his eyes, Duke Wilson's movements were in full view. A secret smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although he made up his mind to let Duke Wilson speak first, he still had to throw some bait down.
So when Duke Wilson was about to get out of the car full of chagrin, Evan suddenly said, "Lord Duke, thank you very much for this time."
Duke Wilson was overjoyed and turned his head to look at Evan, but his face showed restraint, pursing his lips tightly and said, "You are too polite, you are not wrong."
Evan suddenly smiled, and suddenly leaned forward and grabbed Duke Wilson's hand. The Duke couldn't help but shudder, but Evan seemed to be unaware and still looked at Duke Wilson very sincerely. He said softly: "But without you, even if I'm innocent today, I'm afraid I can't escape being framed."
Duke Wilson had no response at this time. He couldn't help trembling all over. He never thought about... never thought about...
"Lord Duke!" Butler Chris's sudden voice freed the two of them from their current predicament.
Duke Wilson reacted immediately, he suddenly took his hand out of Evan's hand, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "You are too polite, let's get off the carriage." After that, he rolled over and got out of the carriage.
Evan looked at his empty palm, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The Duke is really innocent in this regard.
Evan got off the carriage, Duke Wilson was long gone, butler Chris stood at the door and smiled awkwardly at Evan: "Mr. Reverend, the Duke has gone to the living room, and Pastor Robert is waiting there."
Evan nodded indifferently and followed Butler Chris towards the living room.
As soon as Evan entered the living room, he saw the Duke sitting next to Pastor Robert, and when he saw him come in, he avoided his eyes unnaturally.
Evan did not deliberately embarrass him, but walked towards Pastor Robert with a smile on his face.
"Pastor Robert, long time no see." Evan smiled very friendly and polite.
Pastor Robert also stood up with a smile, with a happy smile on his kind face: "Oh, little Evan, I didn't expect you to be a pastor here, it's great, when your father came to London a few days ago mentioned you to me."
"My father?" Evan's heart sank suddenly.
The original owner's father was an old-fashioned gentleman with very old-fashioned ideas, the owner of a small manor, but because of the primogeniture system, he was completely removed from the list of heirs. In addition to part of his mother's dowry, he was a He couldn’t get his son either. In order to make up his mind, he even sent the original owner to an aristocratic boarding school from an early age. Although Evan has been in this world for two or three years, this father is not only the time when he came to Delan Lier. Apart from a letter from him, I never contacted him, let alone mentioned it.
"Yes, old Peter also asked me about your current situation. Now that everything is fine with you, he should be relieved." Pastor Robert smiled very kindly.
But Evan couldn't laugh at all. He didn't think his father was a person who was interested in his current situation. He developed well in the London church back then, but because later his brother would When he came to London to do business, his father was afraid that he would affect his brother's status, so he transferred him to Delan Lier from a distance. He could not think of any reason why such a person would not care about him.
"Yeah, is my father in good health? Maybe I haven't seen him for a long time." Although Evan was puzzled, he still did his best.
Robert nodded: "Don't worry, old Peter is in good health. By the way, according to your father, your brother William seems to be getting married soon."
marry? Evan didn't even know what his father looked like, let alone the titular brother.
"Oh? Is it? This is new news." Evan said with a very calm expression.
It was only at this time that Pastor Robert realized that he had said the wrong thing, and he was a little embarrassed for a while. He had heard about the Bruce family before, but he did not expect to be so ruthless.
Duke Wilson, who was sitting on the side with a stiff expression, frowned after hearing Evan's words. He had never paid attention to Evan's family, and he didn't expect such a problem.
"Pastor Robert." As if he noticed the difference in the surrounding atmosphere, Evan laughed again. He helped Reverend Robert to sit down again, and said with a smile, "Are you invited by the Duke this time?"
Evan changed the subject in a timely manner, and it would be a bit disappointing to say this at this time.
"Oh, of course." Pastor Robert was also very smart not to mention the embarrassment just now, and continued with a smile: "The Duke invited me to come to Derainlier, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing, it's really terrible. "
Evan pursed his lips and didn't speak, but Pastor Robert continued to ramble: "Speaking of which, Irina was a good child before, but it's amazing how she has become like this now, fortunately you're fine this time, otherwise I really don't know. There will be serious consequences."
Evan still smiles, but his heart is as cold as ice. What could be the consequences? He was completely destroyed. Since then, he has become a rat crossing the street. Quality is still very important, especially since he is a pastor of the church. If it is really like what Ferde designed, I am afraid that the church will have no place to rest long ago.
Robert was getting older, and people became nagging. He dragged Evan back to the days when he was young in London. Evan had heard these stories not a thousand or eight hundred times before, but this one. At that time, facing pastor Robert like this, he still listened patiently. After all, this nagging old man had just saved himself.
When Reverend Robert finally finished talking with satisfaction, Duke Wilson couldn't bear it any longer. He quickly got up and rushed out: "Mr. Reverend, you are weak and you shouldn't sit for a long time. You should go up and rest first."
Reverend Robert was a little confused at first, so when the Duke said that, he did feel a little stiff in his back, so he didn't care about the etiquette, he followed Butler Chris upstairs.
The departure of Pastor Robert has caused the living room to fall into an awkward silence. The Duke was just arrogant, but now he is a little overwhelmed. The back of his hand seems to still be the warmth of Evan's palm before. The heat seemed to be contagious, and it rushed straight from the back of his hand through his blood vessels to his heart, making him restless for a while.
Evan was very aware of the duke's tangled mood at this time, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, but in the end he opened his mouth very understandingly: "Sir Duke, thank you for your arrangement today, it makes me feel very much to be able to meet with Pastor Robert. many."
Duke Wilson breathed a sigh of relief the moment Evan spoke, but at this moment he couldn't help frowning: "Speaking of this, I want to ask you, do you have a very bad relationship with your father?"
Evan smiled bitterly: "It's not bad, but I haven't had much contact with it."
"I haven't had much contact with it?" The Duke looked at Evan in surprise: "He is your father, have you never had much contact with him?"
Evan paused for a moment, thought about it, and said, "I was sent to a boarding school by my father after I was eight years old, and until I became an assistant pastor at the age of twenty-two, we didn't meet many times. Twenty times he gave me either a letter or a check, so I didn't really know my father."
Duke Wilson was really surprised at this time. He was the only son of the old Duke Wilson. He was basically brought up by the old Duke Wilson. He never knew that there was such a strange father-son relationship in this world.
"Is it true what you said? This is so unfortunate!" Duke Wilson looked at Evan with some sympathy.
Evan couldn't help but laugh: "You don't have to sympathize with me like this, I have grown so big no matter what, although my father has not fulfilled his father's responsibilities, he has helped me a lot. Delan Lier is also because of my father, but I didn't expect that my brother got married, and no one told me..."
Speaking of this, Evan's expression couldn't help but be a little gloomy.
Duke Wilson felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it. He kept looking at the gentle and kind Evan, but he didn't expect that he would have so many sorrows.
"You... don't be sad. Maybe the letter was blocked, so I couldn't tell you in time. After all, it's your own brother, and I will tell you anyway." Duke Wilson could only comfort him so wrongly, but he was right in his heart. The other two men in the Bruce family were very dissatisfied.
Evan smiled reluctantly: "Maybe."
Seeing Evan's expression so gloomy, Duke Wilson's heart is not very good, but this kind of thing is not the domain that the Duke is good at, so he can only shut up.
Afterwards, the two had lunch together at the manor. After lunch, Evan was going to go back, but the Duke suddenly proposed to go fishing with Evan. Evan refused and had to go with the Duke.
The place they went to was a lake under the Cornwall Manor. The fish was very rich. Evan was very unskilled in this kind of thing, so he had to follow the example of Duke Wilson.
The two of them were sitting by the lake. A breeze blew across the lake, raising faint ripples. The sun shone on the lake through the clouds, as if sprinkled with a layer of broken gold, and the entire lake was sparkling.
Sitting in such a place, Evan relaxed and did not think about those insidious schemes, but was completely immersed in such a beautiful world.
Only when he finally woke up from such a relaxed situation, he found that the sun had gone down.
He turned his head to look at Duke Wilson's slightly smiling face, and there was an elegant tone between his beautifully shaped lips: "Pastor Bruce, it's getting late today, why don't you stay."
Evan suddenly found that his estimate of Duke Wilson was still somewhat wrong. This person is obviously a good player.