The Revived Me Surrounded by Adoration as a Supporting Role

Chapter 62

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!”

least it was her

looking for trouble,

going to start fighting now?

this a script?

have their own set of

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

not happy

were

made her see

She felt sorry.

bread were prepared before, it was for

after seeing Valerie again that day, she really wanted to

all said

up and returned to the stove,

Wilma’s footsteps and came

hair and stood straight

speaking to the secular

She had no fear.

sparkling big eyes made

Today is Sunday.

his

her hand and stared unblinkingly at Valerie, who finally showed a hint

thumb tapped her

from the tip of his

opened the door to a new world, and for the following time, his

throughout the

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

have done your

looked at him and the master, both

acid

almost

nonchalantly, his hands

kind of butler, Derek,

the same class as you. How did you perceive

butler was a

who stopped

either. I’m not very familiar with her. If I

impression she gave me was that she was a good

a little more affection for Valerie than

can really reveal a

In her eyes.

There was no one.

a trace

again, but at this moment, Valerie was already snuggling up to Wilma, listening to Wilma telling stories about

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