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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 · Fantasie
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Chapter 43

Although he spoke conveying said relief in his tone, The Duke's demeanour came across as complex. I could tell that… something was still making him anxious.

'… I don't like it.'

I pouted at the sight. He said he was relieved, but why does he not look like it? Why would he make such confusing expressions? If it's like that, he should just show that great smile he has!

That's why I decided to distract him from whatever was clouding his peace.

To attract his attention, I pulled gently on his sleeve. When he locked eyes again with mine, I picked with the tip of my fingers the skirt of my dress, lifting it slightly and delicately. Then, I did a slow spin on the spot and faced him once again as I finished.

Basically, I was showing off my attire. So, keeping my eyes on him, I stared, waiting expectantly for his response.