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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 · Fantasía
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Chapter 465 — The One she once was.

It's a pain I was the only girl mom had… I grew up with a character to fight my brothers but not others. She always used to say-

"Elizabeth! What were you doing at school this late? Classes ended long ago, a miss shouldn't get home this late, how many times do I have to tell you? I hope that at the very least you show good manners to your classmates, huh."

… that. That's exactly what she used to say… heh. She never changed, huh? It was never a "Hello! How was school?" or "Good morning~ are you ready for school? Did you have breakfast?"… but instead it was this kind of talk I received on a daily basis.

"Your brother needs this to be washed, help me in the house now that you deigned to arrive."

"… Alright, mom. Let me leave my stuff in my room and I'll help."