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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

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Chapter 235

I made my way back into the crowded Hall with heated cheeks.

I don't know what came over me to say such cringe-worthy things... But I can always find the excuse of being in the world of a novel to feel less of a crazy twenty-eight-year-old who likes acting like the Young Lady she isn't.

'It's just a waste if I don't act accordingly~ Besides, he's cute... Making little promises with him is thrilling... And right now, it's a good thing to use in our favour.'

Cold or what not... It's not like I initially did that to take advantage of it, though.

Honestly... I just...

I just wanted to do something special... Something that could reassure this gentle and amazingly sweet man... (that often becomes a beast when I less expect him to) that if he wasn't the one to find me, it would be me who would go to him this time.

— Keep this stack, if the Prince will not be who joins me, then it is I who will come to join you. —