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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 522

"Ah… yes… I…" — A little ashamed he did not step inside as I wanted him to, and I noticed his hand was fretting while taking mine… Yet I held onto it, looking at him who was about to tell me what was the matter. — "Until a moment ago, I was training at the training grounds…"

"Oh…" — I said, realising within what that meant. — 'Then… it must be sweat…..-?! Wh-why do I like that???'

"I realised late what the time was and rushed here… I am sorry, my Lady, for showing up in this state and late as well." — He said while I tried not to look at the loose blouse that kept slightly glued to his skin below, only going back to focus on his sayings once his fingers lightly squeezed mine to offer what he held on his other one. — "While on my way here I… picked this small flower…"

"…"

"It is… uh… er… an apology and promise to make up for this delay and state…"

"… oh… I see…"

"…"

"…"