Em Là Niềm Kiêu Hãnh 소설 & 이야기

I could still remember how the blood spurted from her torn flesh as she tried not to pass out. I have never met a woman so brave as Eodelle. She could have just apologized and bowed her head towards that *asshole, Emyr, who put her in this situation, but she didn't. She lifted her head with conviction and courage, never giving up on her pride because she believed that Beta Emyr deserved that humiliation from her. Whatever happened between them, I respect Eodelle's judgment. She is not the kind of woman that can be easily swooned by sweet words. But by kindness and loyalty. She is just extraordinary.

It was just that she had to pretend to be extremely strong in front of Emmy. She landed a ferocious kick and spat out, “But I'm a self-reliant shrew who strives for self-improvement, so I’m much better than a vain little mistress like you. You have zero qualifications to judge me.”

He said walking closer to her as he took a seat right in front of her. “Ego?Who told you I have any sort of ego? It’s simply called my pride and nothing more so it’s not my fault if you don’t possess such qualities.” She said in a very esteemed voice. People always mistake Elena saying she’s proud but she isn’t and all she has is her pride. She knows what she is worth so she hates when people talk to her anyhow.

Emma doesn't hesitate. She fights.

"I think that you're being petty, and childish, and that you should learn how to mind yourself and mind your manners, little Missy." Emilia rolls her eyes with a groan, asking what the woman was droning on about now. "Oh, you can't be serious- I need to learn how to mind myself? In case you've forgotten, I've made a life out of minding myself! I'm little angel Em, remember?" She points, throwing the persona her parents forced upon her throughout her life right back in their faces. "And what are you, huh?" "I am your mother!" "And?" Emilia presses, cutting her mother's boring arguments off before she could take them any further. "What else? Are you kind? Are you honorable?"

"Huh? Are you very surprised that I admit it?" Julien raised his chin. "Yes. I'm afraid you probably don't know you are actually a very emulous person. And you have high self-esteem. I thought even if I said that, you wouldn't admit it. I didn't expect you..." Sydney gave a snort, "No matter how emulous I am, I have to accept the reality that I’m not that able."

LEAH Leah was angry. Mostly at herself, for behaving so cowardly earlier. How could a single person exude that much confidence? She had no single trace of fear in her eyes, confident that she could win against anyone. Leah had never felt that way towards anyone else, rather she made others feel how weak their self-esteem strength was. She gets envied at work because she seems like a winner in life.

Edward raised his two hands as he was surprised. “He knows you desire some challenges, Edward. He speculates Elena is someone special for you. She’s out of your league,” Emir sighed, took a sip of his tea. “I think she’s a blessing in my life. Her attitude and courage…makes men think twice to play with her.” Emir put the cup back on the table. “And as father, I have responsibility to protect her. I know she’s tough but she’s still a woman…” he gazed into Edward’s eyes.

"May I know your name?" "Emerald... but you can call me Emi," she said with a soft smile. "I will never forget what you did for me this night, Emi," Visenya vowed, gratitude shining in her eyes.