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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · Fantasy
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593 Chs

Chapter 140

Unbeknownst to the child, these details are concealed within his older brother's involute convictions. Hence, now, Dioclecià walked hurriedly once again, joyfully holding hope in a corner of his mind to fortuitously cross paths again with his older Brother.

'I wonder if he will be paying hospitality to the Guest Lady... It's the first time he personally invites someone, therefore... Brother Zeleskiaz must also think highly of the pretty Lady...'

His path was long, yet, in eagerness to meet his Brother, the innocent child would make it longer, roaming through the intrinsic hallways that lengthened his arrival at the respective study room.

Tap... Tap... Tap...

"!!"

Suddenly listening closing steps, Dioclecià lightened up, looking expectant at the intersecting hall ahead of him, to know if it was indeed the one he was walking long distances in search of.

'I-Is it Brother Zeleskiaz??... He doesn't usually make noise...'