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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 468

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"Elizabeth, child! You're late for chess! Come watch Marlo lose again, haha~"

"I won't lose, August… I'm only having mercy on you, old man."

"You're the old man… and a crybaby at that."

"Is Gramps Marlo losing?" — Entertained by their energetic welcome, I climbed the three steps to the front terrace where both Gramps Marlo and Gramps August played. Walking to their side to watch a game I never truly learned but liked to watch them play.

"Eli… You think I'll lose…?" — Gramps Marlo said, looking at me with cute sad eyes… to which I was weak but also mischievous.

"! N-no, of course… yes, Gramps. Sorry."

"Haha! See!? Eli knows what's good, Marlo!"

"Eli hasn't seen me at my best! Just you wait!" — Gramps Marlo declared focusing on the game while the front door opened by the owner of the house.