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!”

at least it was her home. Not contacting at all?”

looking

to

script? I feel

own set of arguments

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

was not happy at

there were too many shattered

made her see

She felt sorry.

materials for making bread were prepared before, it was for social

really wanted to sincerely make it up

young then; you should have done what you wanted to do. They all said you were very sensible, but not me. Sensible

to the stove, turning on

footsteps and came

hair and stood straight with

speaking to the

She had no fear.

eyes made her whole person

Today is Sunday.

was at home, doing his homework while

her eyes, she dropped the pen in her hand

tapped her

out from the tip of his

world, and for the

heart bubbles floated throughout the entire

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

have

for Derek, looked at him and the

the acid reacted

almost finished

nonchalantly, his hands never stopping

butler, Derek, still

in the same class as

was a

question was directly asked to Derek, who stopped his fingers and began

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

was that she

he would have a little more affection for Valerie than for

gaze can really reveal

In her eyes.

There was no one.

not a trace of

her hand moved again, but at this moment, Valerie was already snuggling up to

area where the thumb is located no longer had