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    by Willow Moss The baron’s four-horse carriage was luxurious, but I had to stand on the rear step, shielding the luggage with my arms against the cold wind. Only now did I realize Austin had taken me away again. This happened years later in my past life, but now… My rationality told me not to get close to the baron, yet my actions unconsciously did the opposite—drawing nearer, even advancing further. Of course, unlike my past life, no one knew the baron had "special" feelings for me. The Lloyd family remained…
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    Chapter 15

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    by Willow Moss While chopping wood, my clothes became soaked with sweat despite the cool weather. Especially when the early spring sunlight shone down, the heat made it unbearable. So, I took off my shirt and continued chopping bare-chested. At that moment, I heard the clip-clop of hooves approaching from afar. Looking up, I saw the baron, who had gone out riding in the morning, returning. He rode his horse slowly closer and eventually stopped beside me. I stood amidst a pile of firewood while he looked down at me…
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    Chapter 14

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    by Willow Moss In the manor, four or five servants were dismissed, and the housekeeper Rachelia also left, believing herself to be derelict in her duties. My actions seemed to cause no real harm to the Lloyd Family, but instead implicated innocent servants. Yet I felt no remorse, constantly telling myself: "This is not my fault. Even without me, the Lloyd Family would have scapegoated the innocent, just as they once used me." A lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth. At this moment, I was like the man who…
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    Chapter 12

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    by Willow Moss Viscount Garrett was utterly smitten with Freya. During their days at Baker Manor, they were inseparable—riding, picnicking, attending parties, hunting. The gentleman past his fifties seemed to have regained his youth. Soon, he proposed to Freya. At a dinner party, he publicly asked for her hand and sought Viscount Lloyd's approval. Freya shyly nodded in agreement, and Viscount Lloyd immediately applauded in congratulations. Garrett acted exceedingly generous, indifferent to the meager dowry Lloyd…
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    Chapter 11

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    by Willow Moss "This despicable, shameless thief not only steals from our family but dares to tarnish my sister's virtue! He's a demon! Oh, my poor Lauren—if she heard this scoundrel's vile words, she'd faint in terror. Heavens! I can barely breathe." Freya nestled against her husband, Viscount Garrett, who held his delicate wife protectively and glared coldly at the defendant in the courtroom. "Your Honor," he said, "I am too furious for words. This ungrateful, shameless villain deserves death!" I jolted awake,…
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    Chapter 10

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    by Willow Moss The next morning, the baron left Baker Manor. Faced with the viscount's attempts to persuade him to stay, he merely stated indifferently that he had urgent matters in the capital and was determined to leave. The viscount's family was quite displeased, especially with Austin's complete silence on the matter of marriage, which amounted to a tacit rejection of the proposal. "What an ungrateful wretch! Had we known this, we shouldn't have taken him in when he was gravely ill!" the viscountess fumed. The…
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    Chapter 9

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    by Willow Moss Austin lounged lazily in the white porcelain bathtub. Soft sunlight streamed through the glass window, turning the rising steam into a golden mist. His thick, curly brown hair, soaked with water, clung in strands to his broad back as droplets trickled down the contours of his muscles. I gently poured hot water into the tub, and the petals on the surface slowly unfurled with the flow. The baron's figure loomed faintly in the hazy steam. "Enough, the water's too hot," he said displeased. "Yes, my…
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    Chapter 8

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    by Willow Moss In the evening, I took two books from the shelf and returned to the baron's room. The warm fireplace cast a soft glow, while three white candles on the nightstand flickered with a dim, cold light. Austin lay quietly nestled in deep blue pillows, eyes slightly closed as if in deep slumber. I approached quietly, intending to adjust his blanket. Just then, his eyes suddenly opened, locking onto my hand resting on his chest. Then he gave me a thoughtful look, his tone tinged with displeasure: "What are you…
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    Chapter 7

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    by Willow Moss Thinking he was bored, I suggested, "I'll fetch more books from downstairs, and you can choose as you like." "No need. I don't feel like reading now," he refused. "As you wish," I responded. Standing beside him, I could feel his gaze lingering on me, making me uneasy. "What do you... want?" he suddenly asked a strange question. "What?" I was taken aback. The baron leaned back on his pillow, eyes closed, and said, "I mean, you've cared for me this whole time and deserve a reward. Do you want…
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    Chapter 6

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    by Willow Moss Austin’s condition didn’t improve. After nightfall, it worsened instead. His body burned with fever, and his speech became slurred. I half-carried him, letting him lie in my arms, and brought slightly cold food to his lips. "My lord, eat something." "I don't want to. I'll vomit," he said. "Then drink some water." "I won't. Take it away." "Drink, just a little." I insisted, holding a spoon to his mouth, then placed food near his lips. "Eat something too. Even if you vomit it later, it's…
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