The Revived Me Surrounded by Adoration as a Supporting Role

Chapter 60 The Cake

Did Valerie really love eating strawberry mille–feuille cake?

Actually, she herself was not sure.

No one asked her what she liked to eat, and no one wanted to know

what she liked to eat.

In the previous life, the longest time I saw Zoe was when she was eating a thousand–layer cake.

The sweet strawberry flavor, along with the creamy texture that makes one’s mouth water, and the pink and tender color.

Once upon a time, it was also Valerie’s favorite and admired color.

She watched as Zoe ate hungrily, and she also found herself salivating.

“Mom, Mom, I also want to eat.”

In the beginning, she would also timidly ask Reyna, but every time Zoe heard this, she would become anxious, thinking that Valerie wanted to snatch her food.

When she was anxious, she would start to breathe rapidly and her face would turn pale.

Reyna, Reese, or the other brothers instantly panicked and immediately took her to the hospital. Before leaving, they even said Valerie was not sensible.

But she just wanted to have a taste.

After being kicked out, she used her own salary to buy her first gift, which was a strawberry mille–feuille cake, on her birthday.

She devoutly looked at the cake she had bought with her own strength.

The whole person was excited and satisfied in an unusual way, she stared at a small triangular layer cake for a long time.

She was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.

Afterwards, silently and with tears, she consumed this delicious yet heart–wrenching cake.

In the following years, every time it was her birthday, she would buy herself a small strawberry mille–feuille.

Eyen on my 20th birthday when I found out I had a terminal illness, I still bought a strawberry mille–feuille.

That night, Valerie had a dream. In the dream, she arrived at a warm place that she had never felt before, and the entire place was filled with a pink and tender color.

There was a crowd of people surrounding her, all hugging themselves affectionately.

Until the end, there was a blurry figure that was completely different from the others, coming toward her.

Just like treating a rare treasure, gently holding her hand and saying something.

couldn’t

What was he saying?

tried to get closer to him, but still couldn’t

pink world turned back into a

“Ah…”

shudder all over,

of the feet were covered in cold

still

the window was already dawn, and the sound of busy

“Daddy, good morning?”

Tucker, who was still asleep. In the past, he would wake up at the slightest

touched his body, she, who

Tucker had a fever!

drowsiness vanished in

I also covered him with all his jackets. I efficiently put on

out of bed and ran

“In the morning…”

Daddy had a

hut open and were about to say “good morning” when

caused a pause in the activities of the program

the middle–aged man in front of him looked at Valerie with a

was Tucker emotionally

not in good health, and only when his emotions were extremely high would he trigger some old

needs to

the situation to the

“I”

me chatting with some

front of Valerie, speaking for

an investor, and Tucker was indeed using his phone. It was only after listening

No problem.

now it doesn’t matter so much, taking care of

own large bag, which was filled

hut and

while the staff went inside

one left outside, wearing thin

unsure whether to go

Why aren’t you going in? It’s so

the mud hut, he turned his head and saw Valerie standing alone, rubbing her hands, standing in place,

forward and grabbed Valerie’s

it was me who

her mouth and habitually

It’s all her fault.

hugged her tightly as he