The next morning, Duke Wilson specially sent a car to send Evan away. Watching Evan's carriage go away, Duke Wilson's expression was not very good-looking. There was definitely something strange about this time, but he couldn't figure it out. what is.
Evan's home is on the outskirts of London, so even though Evan took the carriage provided by Duke Wilson, it still took a long time to arrive.
When Evan first got into the carriage, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. The Bruce family was originally a small and low-income country squire, but Evan never realized that their family would be so rich.
The house in front of you can almost be called a small castle. Although it is not as grand as the Duke's castle, it is still grand. The castle is beautifully decorated and filled with a joyful atmosphere. The lawn in front of the castle is also beautiful. A white curtain was set up, and a white table was placed in the middle, which was filled with fruit cakes. People came and went around, and their faces were filled with gentle smiles.
As soon as Evan got out of the car, a man who looked like a butler stepped forward and said respectfully, "Master Evan, I'm Rose the housekeeper."
Evan glanced at this slightly old man. He had some impressions of this man. Butler Ross served the Bruce family for generations, and this butler also took care of him when he was a child.
"Butler Ross." Evan had a gentle smile on his face: "I still remember you, you took me to the back mountain to catch rabbits when I was a child."
Evan was very naughty before leaving Bruce's house. His father Peter hated his character very much, so he didn't pay attention to him on weekdays. His mother was also sick all the year round at that time. Only the old housekeeper returned to look after him.
Butler Rose heard him say this, and his face couldn't help but feel a little excited: "Oh, you remember... This is really... You were so young back then... "
He looked at Evan incoherently, maybe Evan didn't remember, but since Evan was born, it was the housekeeper who looked after him until he left Bruce's house at the age of seven, so the housekeeper was more friendly to Evan than Evan's father. The text also has feelings.
Evan patted the old housekeeper's back with a smile, and said warmly, "Where's my father?"
This time, calling him back with such a big fanfare, I don't know what the plan was.
With Evan's comfort, the old butler calmed down a lot, and hurriedly said, "Master is entertaining guests in the living room. Master William sent me here to wait for you."
William? Evan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
"Where is William?" Evan couldn't help asking.
When asked this question, the old butler's face couldn't help but look a little unnatural. He glanced at Evan subconsciously, then immediately lowered his head and whispered: "Master William is resting upstairs."
"Rest?" Evan's doubts became even greater. Today is his wedding, and he is still resting upstairs, which is really unusual.
"I want to see him, you take me there." Evan had a lot of doubts in his heart, but it was not suitable to say it all at this time, he still needed to take a step by step.
Seeing that he didn't ask any further questions, Steward Ross could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly led Evan towards the castle.
Maybe it's because of Evan's new arrival and his face that clearly bears the characteristics of the Bruce family. People around him are pointing at him, but Evan doesn't pay attention at all. He can think of what these people will say. The youngest son of the Bruce family, with a tragic fate and a life without any future, these people have nothing new to talk about besides these.
Of course, Steward Ross also heard the arguments of these people. His expression became very complicated in an instant, and he seemed to contain a trace of pity, which made Evan couldn't help frowning. Before they went upstairs, he happened to meet and a group of The gentlemen were talking and laughing old Bruce. He looked very similar to Evan. He was also blond, blue-eyed and slender. Even though he was old, his demeanor was still undiminished. Among a group of old gentlemen with a straight belly, he appeared to stand out more and more.
He also saw Evan, but he only glanced at Evan, then turned around and continued to chat and laugh with the group of people.
Evan couldn't help narrowing his eyes. He had always known the selfish character of his 'father', but at this time, facing his neglect of himself, Evan couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
"Master Evan." Of course, butler Ross saw the eye contact between the father and son, and couldn't help but asked cautiously, "Do you want to go upstairs?"
Evan snapped back to his senses, nodded slightly, and walked up the stairs without looking back.
After Evan went upstairs, old Bruce turned his face and looked at Evan's back. His eyes were very complicated, mixed with pain and struggle, but in the end, these feelings were all covered up in the coldness. Turning around, he spoke to those people again.
Evan walked along the thickly carpeted corridor toward William's room. William was five years older than Evan. In Evan's memory, the original owner hardly ever talked to William when he was a child, because William has always been Very busy, he needs to do a lot of things, he needs to take lessons with the tutor, he needs to learn to play the piano, he needs to learn the etiquette of a gentleman, he needs to go to banquets with old Bruce, and the original owner has only one task, that is to live well.
Such a cruel comparison made the original owner very jealous of William, but at the same time he was very eager that this brother would come to him, but unfortunately, since he was kicked out of the Bruce family, he never saw William again.
Butler Ross led him to a door. Evan looked at the door and suddenly hesitated. If he said old Bruce, he could still be indifferent, but this brother, he didn't have any impression. Some really don't know how to deal with it.
Butler Ross didn't see Evan's hesitation. He came forward and knocked on the door very skillfully, and said in a low voice, "Master William, Master Evan is back."
Evan almost held his breath after Butler Ross said this. It seemed to him that it might be a century before a low voice came from inside: "Let him in."
Butler Ross nodded slightly and pushed open the door.
Evan followed in the footsteps of Butler Ross and stepped into the room. The soft carpet made his feet sink in completely, and the dim light around made Evan couldn't help pursing his lips, not to mention the air that filled the air. It was almost a pungent incense. In the closed space, Evan couldn't help rubbing his nose. This place was like a closed box, which made him feel a little hot.
"Brother William." Evan said dryly, unable to see William's face sitting on the bed.
William didn't speak, but just waved to Butler Ross. Butler Ross nodded slightly and backed out, but before he went out, he took a deep look at Evan, the expression in his eyes was very complicated, and Evan couldn't help wrinkling. frown.
"Are you sick?" After a long silence, Evan couldn't help asking. He really didn't know what was wrong with William, and kept looking at him, although he couldn't see William's face in the dark. , but if his eyes were real, it made him feel uncomfortable.
"You've grown up." He seemed to say with a hint of sigh, but what he said was wrong, which made Evan a little confused.
"We haven't seen each other for seventeen years." Evan pursed his lips and said. He left Bruce's house at the age of seven and is now twenty-four years old. In the memory of the original owner, he can hardly remember William's face up.
After Evan said this, William seemed to chuckle a few times, and then began to cough again. It was a cough that seemed to be about to cough out his lungs. Evan was also startled and wanted to look forward to it. Look, but after taking a step, he was stopped by William.
"Just stand there!" He held the bedpost weakly with one hand and caressed his chest with the other, but his tone was exceptionally firm.
Evan's footsteps couldn't help but pause: "You..." He frowned and looked in William's direction, and said somewhat uncertainly: "What's wrong with you?"
William's earth-shattering cough gradually subsided. He exhaled a long breath, and then smiled again: "I'm fine, but I just caught a cold a few days ago, you don't have to worry."
The doubts in Evan's heart grew bigger and bigger. This kind of situation was not caused by a cold at all, but like... Evan had a terrible thought in his heart, and his footsteps took a step back.
"It's fine." Evan didn't dare to ask any more questions. This time, everything was strange, and he was still wise to protect himself.
After that, William was silent for a long time, and when there was a knock on the door outside, William seemed to wake up from a dream, smiled at Evan and said, "Okay, my best man is coming in, you Go out, I bet you didn't have breakfast today, go out and let the cook make you something to eat."
His tone was so gentle, it seemed that he was not the same person as the arrogant and indifferent little boy in the original owner's memory.
Evan nodded cautiously and stepped back to the door. When he opened the door, he clearly saw the person knocking on the door. It was also a young man. When he saw him, he couldn't help but be stunned. The name was already on his lips, and he finally reacted.
"Oh, you are Evan, I'm your brother's good friend Hugh."
He kindly reached out to Evan, Evan shook his hand politely, turned and left.
Things have been so strange for a few days, what happened to William? He is so ill, can today's wedding survive? Evan was very suspicious.
After Evan came downstairs, the people around old Bruce had dispersed. He stood alone at the entrance of the stairs and looked at Evan with burning eyes.
Evan paused for a while, and finally walked to old Bruce's side, nodding slightly: "Father." He was waiting here specifically, not knowing what else was going on.
"Have you met your brother?" His tone was very cold.
Evan was a little unhappy in his heart, and finally nodded: "I have seen it, brother William looks a little bad." He said tentatively.
Old Bruce frowned quickly when he said this.
"He just caught a cold." His tone was almost reproachful: "You don't want to write anything, your brother is in good health." His face was faintly blue.
Evan didn't expect old Bruce to have such a big reaction at all. He looked a little tight, and it seemed that William really had a problem.
"Well, I don't mean anything else, don't be angry." Evan said softly.
Seeing that Evan didn't ask any more questions, Old Bruce's expression improved a little.
"You came so early, you probably haven't had breakfast yet. I asked the cook to prepare bread and bacon for you, so you can eat it." His tone was a little gentler, and he almost said the same words as William. .
Evan raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded and left. It seemed that William had learned all of the old Bruce's tricks, and the two even spoke in almost the same tone.
Evan came to the kitchen, and sure enough, there was food on the table. Evan sat down at the table and ate a lot. He really didn't eat much before he came, and he was hungry by now.
The cook looked at him giving face like this, and the smile on her face became a little sincere.
"Oh, Master Evan, you have such a good appetite, much better than Master William."
Hearing this, Evan couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Is brother William having a bad appetite?" he asked tentatively.
Speaking of this cook's face, she couldn't help but feel a little bitter: "Master William's appetite has been getting worse since two months ago, and a little girl has not eaten too much. You must know that Master William liked my cooking very much before. of."
Sick two months ago? Evan was full of doubts, and just told him that he had caught a cold a few days ago, how could a cold drag on for so long.
"Really? I don't know which family's daughter-in-law is my sister-in-law?" To be honest, Evan only knew that his sister-in-law was a famous daughter, but he didn't know which family he belonged to.
Speaking of this, a hint of secret pleasure quickly appeared on the cook's face, and she said anxiously: "Don't you know? Master William's bride is the daughter of a Mr. Member of Parliament in London, Miss Victoria, who is famous in London. Ladies, I heard that the dowry of ten thousand pounds, his father Mr. Remus and Mr. Bruce are old friends, and this is why Miss Victoria is married to Lord William."
Congressman's daughter? Evan's expression froze, that is someone from a noble family. In this era, being a member of the House of Lords is not an ordinary person.
"It turns out, this is really good." Under the excited expression of the cook, Evan forced a smile and sighed a few words.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.
"Master William is down!"
"Master William is going to pick up the bride!"
Evan's heart tightened, he walked out, and he saw a young man in full costume walking downstairs.
Looking at William's face, even a calm person like Evan couldn't help being surprised. The person in front of him was so similar to him, he was almost the same as Evan and came out immediately. With thin cheeks and slightly dull eyes, this man is exactly the same as Evan.
Evan's heart instantly cast a shadow.