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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 484

I paused for a moment, processing well his words as I could see some hope in his sentence. Asking confirmation to which he quickly answered strictly, not looking at me in his stance for the cup of tea was again being sipped gracefully and confidently.

"Good reasons?"

"Yes, good reasons."

"Alright. I understand." — I nodded, thinking about many good reasons my mind could find, although, was I to be honest, within myself there were no true desires to let them out as easily as before. However, it was a condition I could shape to my current needs quite well. Cleverly so, as he had acknowledged myself to be many times.

"Now… that confident agreement seems dangerous, Marianne." — He said dubious of my quick acceptance. — "Are you truly interpreting my words correctly?" 

I tilted my head, faking ignorance, concealing my surprise since he was almost hitting the nail… yet he asked if I interpreted correctly, not that I interpreted as it was convenient to me.