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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 258

Honestly, I don't plan on giving her a speech about this. 

I think she has had enough of those even when I didn't intend on giving them. And I believe we have advanced enough that a little warning is all she needs to finally use her cleverness and see on her own how things are with the little hints I give her.

From now, I will be finding hints for us, but if she doesn't realise them as I delay them to her on her own, her growth will be hindered.

... Sigh... I would be such a wise mother...

"...."

... I shouldn't get distracted now.

"My Lady, I will prepare your night refreshment now. Please give me a moment to heat the water." — Paige declared just at the right time.

'Thank you, Paige.' — I said inside ending out pondering for good. 

"..."

'... You're still concerned. Am I right, Anne?' — And resuming our conversation at her quiet stillness, I asked the obvious.

"..."

'I am also concerned.'

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