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!”

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

deliberately looking for trouble,

Are we going to start fighting

script? I

their own set of arguments when it

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

happy

there were too many

made her see her past

She felt sorry.

were prepared before,

again that day, she really wanted to sincerely make it

all said you were

speaking, he stood up and returned to the stove, turning on the gas

footsteps and

had white hair and stood

speaking to

She had no fear.

sparkling big eyes made her

Today is Sunday.

was at home, doing his homework

she dropped the pen in her hand and stared unblinkingly at Valerie, who

tapped

love floated out from the tip

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

bubbles floated throughout the entire live

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

You should have done your

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

thumb of the acid reacted

almost finished

hands never stopping

kind of butler, Derek, still felt

was in the same class as you. How did

was a

who stopped his fingers

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

that she was a good person

more affection for Valerie than

gaze can really reveal a

In her eyes.

There was no one.

a trace

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

the thumb is located no longer had Valerie’s