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“Regress to Redeem: A Servant’s Forbidden Love in Georgian England” This class-defying BL novel masterfully weaves reborn vengeance with exquisite period drama. Set against the backdrop of 18th-century aristocracy, a lowly valet rewrites destiny to protect his tormented master. Explore scorching slow-burn passion across rigid social hierarchies – where tailored uniforms hide trembling desire, and every lingering touch could mean ruin. A timeless tale of atonement through devotion.-
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Chapter 13
Berry tucked the ribbon into her purse and left the balcony with a light laugh, fluttering away like a butterfly. I stood there, watching her retreating figure. What move would this troublemaking woman take next? These noblewomen appear as close as sisters on the surface, but in truth, they loathe and scheme against one another. They live by the rule: "Your misfortune is my joy." The viscountess has been spreading rumors that Berry is a wanton woman who mingles with lowly men. How could Berry not know?…-
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Chapter 30
I lowered my gaze, not daring to meet his eyes, and could only bow respectfully, saying, "My lord, what are your orders?" "It's you..." The baron glanced at me indifferently, "By the way, Kahn has returned." I awkwardly lowered my head, thinking to myself, how could he not know Kahn was already back? "Are you... feeling better?" he asked softly. My cheeks warmed slightly as I replied, "I am in good health and feel no discomfort." The baron remained silent, and the atmosphere around us grew…-
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Chapter 1
It was early winter, and the room was bitterly cold. I lay in the warm, snow-white bedding, utterly exhausted and unwilling to get up. But I knew I had to. The wake-up bell had just rung—it was 5 a.m., and I had twenty minutes to dress and gather downstairs for breakfast. I was a junior footman at Baker Manor. I quickly put on my shirt and waistcoat, splashed cold water on my face, and then donned the silver-white wig. Hanging on the coat rack was a black footman's coat with white stripes, which I had…-
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Chapter 15
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 2
My family has rented land from Baker Manor for generations. Viscount Lloyd is an extremely stingy landlord, imposing exorbitant taxes. The peasants toil on barren land, only to surrender most of their harvest to the manor. By my father’s generation, war had made life even harder. When I was twelve, my father left home for the town and never returned. My mother bore four children—I have two younger sisters and a brother. The youngest, Boal, was just one year old. As for who his father was, perhaps…-
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Chapter 16
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 3
That night was exceptionally difficult for the viscount’s family. The women changed out of their colorful silk garments and into black mourning dresses, veiling their faces with black lace. They gathered by the warm fireplace, weeping in sorrow. The viscountess wailed all night, angrily cursing her daughter-in-law: "You useless woman! You didn't even leave Belon a son. I regret ever letting him marry you!" Vivian sneered coldly: "Why didn't you call me useless when you were using my dowry? You only…-
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Chapter 17
In the early morning, the baron's bell rang as usual. I hurriedly left the dining table, carrying a pot of warm black tea, and briskly walked to the second-floor bedroom. The baron was accustomed to enjoying his first cup of tea in bed before getting dressed. This seemingly ordinary routine held a subtle awkwardness. I had once consulted Kahn and learned that, aside from his coat, the baron never required assistance with dressing. Yet now, he calmly shed his sleepwear and stood before me without any…-
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Chapter 4
Winter had arrived, and heavy snow blanketed Baker Manor, turning it into a kingdom of ice and snow. The castle was bitterly cold, with only the fireplace rooms retaining warmth, while our servants' quarters were as frigid as ice cellars. No fires were allowed in the servants' bedrooms. At night, I shivered under thick quilts, often longing for the hearth in the small parlor. My room was barely a few square meters, containing only a bed and a cabinet, with no other furnishings. As for personal…-
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