The Revived Me Surrounded by Adoration as a Supporting Role

Chapter 62 Counterattack

Valerie stared blankly at Wilma.

Wilma carefully took hold of her thin and withered hand.

When I was young, I was also very well–behaved, and I was the eldest sister in the family!

So I had delicious food, all for my younger brother and sister. I also had to earn their school fees and buy them nice clothes.

As Wilma was speaking, her eyes turned red. She had a slight nasal tone as she told Valerie her story.

She didn’t think Valerie couldn’t understand because she knew.

Valerie was just her younger self.

When I was young, I always worked hard for the family and took care of her younger siblings. However, everything I had was cheap.

When I finally suggested moving out to live on my own, they cursed at me, you know… him, they cursed at me.

“They said I was not human, they said I had no conscience!”

Wilma choked up, tightly gripping Valerie’s hand, her yellowed and calloused fingers caressing Valerie’s skin.

It made people feel a tingling sensation that sent shivers down their spine.

Valerie’s heart felt sour as she listened. She reached out and held Wilma’s hand, while gently patting her back with her other hand.

Wilma wiped away the tears from her eyes, feeling a little embarrassed by her own behavior.

“I won’t say anymore. I’m now living alone and doing well.”

Valerie’s heart skipped a beat, her tone rose, and she sounded a bit excited.

“Where are those people? Do you still keep in touch with the family?”

Wilma shook her head.

“When I came out, I no longer contacted the family.”

Valerie’s heart was pounding crazily.

She felt a strong sense of hope and a great motivation.

Her breathing was a little rapid.

This was exciting.

Her eyes were shining brightly as she looked at Wilma, like the sparkling straw in the mud.

She tightly clenched, firmly remembering Wilma’s words, constantly motivating herself.

Ah, those times… Everyone was like this.

“But Wilma was also very brave… At that time, it was really tough for a girl to come out and live on her own!”

Well, at least it was her home. Not contacting

you deliberately looking for trouble, upstairs?

going to start fighting now?

a script?

users have their own set of arguments when it

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

not happy at home

those eyes, there were too many shattered

sensible made her see

She felt sorry.

the materials for making bread were prepared before,

that day, she really wanted to sincerely make it up to

were still young then; you should have done what you wanted to do. They all said you were very sensible, but not me. Sensible children don’t get to

returned to the stove, turning on the

Wilma’s footsteps and came

and

speaking

She had no fear.

made her

Today is Sunday.

at home, doing his homework while

in her hand

tapped

out from the tip of

new world, and for the following time, his fingers

floated throughout the entire live streaming

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

You should have done your

used to pour hot water for Derek, looked at him and the master, both

the acid

almost finished

nonchalantly, his hands never

butler, Derek, still felt a bit

was in the same class as you. How did you

butler was a

was directly asked to Derek, who stopped his fingers

not very familiar with her. If I had

that she was a good person with thick

have a little more affection for Valerie

really reveal a lot of

In her eyes.

There was no one.

not a trace of

thumb on her hand moved again, but at this moment, Valerie was

the thumb is