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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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599 Chs

Chapter 402

A short pause was taken by Paul, who scoffed before replying to the duke.

"Hah. If she had been at our household, I would have never lost sight of her. And yet, after staying here with knights and everything the Emperor's guard should give for her safety, Marianne now even flinches at Theressa's concern."

'… ugh... weirdo-'

"I am sure you would have never lost sight of her. Your concern almost appears obsessive at times, Paul."

"… She's my sister."

"Indeed, your SISTER. And I am her father. Quit being intrusive in my decisions as her parent."

'..... d-dude… that's too blunt, but…' — I thought, staring at my hand that Paul was starting to squeeze making it hurt. Clearly upset at the truth the mister was throwing at him. Invoking nauseating sensations in me since his fingers sinking into my skin felt horrible as I could feel his body's heat was also being transmitted. — 'ugh… please, enough already… can't you let go?'