I’m a yandere-type chatterbox.

After vacation started, I called out “Mom” three hundred times a day until she finally snapped.

She personally drove a thousand kilometers and tricked me into going to another province, then dumped me there.

“Actually, you have a husband from an arranged childhood betrothal. Go bother him instead.”

I turned around, and an exquisitely beautiful, ice-cold face appeared in front of me.

My possessiveness surged on the spot, and from then on, I clung to him every day like a ghost.

“Report in! Report in right now!!! (furious)”

“Who were you chatting with? Why didn’t you reply to my messages for half an hour? (interrogating)”

“Who was that woman kissing you in my dream last night? (darkly brooding)”

“Explain! Is it that hard to say something, huh? (suffocating)”

The butler looked at the utterly lifeless young man and reminded me weakly,

“Miss, our young master is mute!”

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