Novel & Cerita Ethel Shameless

"If you're going to be like that with someone, be that way with the nobles at those weird tea parties! I don't deserve that kind of treatment!" Witnessing such revolt and outrage on Audra's dark-skinned face, Ethel couldn't help but burst into laughter, writhing on the windowsill where she was sitting. "Poor defenseless dragon," she said theatrically, bringing her hand to her own forehead. "What will you do? Being intimidated like this by a human?"

I freeze in my tracks to hear what its about. “So now I’m in the wrong here?” Shane’s bouldering voice echoes through the hallway. “I never blame you, you’re the one making a scene, I told you, you have nothing to worry about.” Lesley says irritated with the whole situation. All of a sudden I feel shameful for eavesdropping on their personal matter and decide to move along. Guess no relationship is perfect after all. I pull on a pare of jeans and a purple blouse, that emphasize my dark brown eyes, neatly letting my hair fall down to my waist as I pull on a pare of convers, besides, comfort is what I’m going for.

"Don't blame him! Blame your ego! You think everything and everyone should revolve around you! You're not a God, Elizabeth!" "For others I am, but for you, I'm not!" "Oh, really? Cut off your slave's wage, let's see if they will still idolise you." "Why don't I cut off your life too, so you would shut your peeving mouth?" She asked while taking out a knife with her name carved on it "Let's see if it's still penetrating," She slid the keen edge of the knife on my cheeks that made me cry out loud "What about here?" She asked pointing at my abdomen.

“Oh, wait. I forgot — you don’t have any. With a whore like you, whose hole men’s dicks could get lost in, what shred of shame could you possibly have left? Not that I blame you. From where I stand, it must run in your genes. Just like your mother’s.” “Whoa, Vera, you ate with that statement!” Ethan’s laugh rang out, mocking, like her cruelty was some kind of entertainment. I couldn’t take it anymore. The insult lodged deep in my chest, choking me. My legs moved on their own as I turned to leave, my vision blurred with tears that refused to stop spilling.

Helma's face turned a sickly shade as she bit back, "You're vile, Ethan!" "Flattery will get you nowhere," Ethan replied coolly as he flung her aside. "Spare me the insults, Helma. They don't touch me. However, if you're lying, you and your three friends are going to pay dearly."

“Fucking maniac that one. He will pay, right?” Ethel, for all her high horse morality and quiet judgment, can be just as bad as I am. Like most women who are involved in our business, she’s almost an outsider. Never allowed in, but allowed to look through the window. “That’s what Madeleine wants,” I say dryly. “I underestimated her,” Ethel says and puts Betsy’s bowl in the dishwasher. "She's tougher than she looks." “Yeah,” I agree. “We all made that mistake.”

I, for one, will look forward to the silence very much. 'So that you can fill it with the sound of your own voice?' I sneered. 'I bet that will be fucking scintillating.' She drew back sharply as if I had reached out and slapped her, but quickly covered her anger with another fake smile. 'My, my,' she whispered. 'You are more alive than I gave you credit for. Here I was thinking that all your many disgusting vices had left you dead inside. No wonder Ethan kept you for himself. He does so love a spirited maledicti. It's becoming quite a disturbing habit of his, you know. The first one, goodness...' She shook her head. 'A frightful creature, you really have no idea. She thought so much of hers

"There's some sort of misunderstanding here, Sir." "Shame on you both, young men!!!" Lord Carlton thundered suddenly, startling everyone in the room. With narrowing eyes, he looked quickly from one man to another. "You have disgraced your own title and your family name! You acted like two mongrel dogs fight over a rotten meat in the rubbish bin!" Ava startled, she got a feeling that the insult was mainly addressed to her. "And you," He regarded Ashton with a flicker of disgust. "Surely you can find better things to fight for than your cousin's sloppy seconds~"

However, just as she spoke, Elara cut her off. "You love acting like Harvey's dad, so that makes you the father of a fool. Your whole family is making a fool of themselves here. What's the difference between this and wearing an apron while being naked underneath? You only care about your appearance and not what's inside. It's really embarrassing!" Ethel's complexion was green one moment and pale the next. She was so furious that she nearly slammed the tray she was holding onto the floor. At that moment, Lucas reached out and took a glass of wine from the tray in Ethel's hands. Her expression changed instantly to look respectful. She then watched as Lucas personally handed the glass of wine t

~~KEANU~~ Ethel's comeback hung over the table several seconds after she'd said it. Sharon was still coughing into her napkin to hide her laugh. My mother sat perfectly still, staring at Ethel like she'd just discovered a new species. It took a lot to render Catherine Martell speechless, but Ethel had managed to do that with just one jab. Ethel stared back at her without so much as blinking, and I couldn't have been prouder of her.