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!”

was her home.

you deliberately looking for trouble, upstairs?

we going to

a script? I feel

own set

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

happy

were too many

too sensible made her see her

She felt sorry.

the materials for making bread were prepared before, it was

that day, she really wanted to sincerely make it

should have done what you wanted to do. They all said you were

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

footsteps and

and

as if speaking to

She had no fear.

big eyes made her

Today is Sunday.

doing his homework while watching a live

her hand and stared unblinkingly

tapped

love floated out from the tip of his

a new world, and for the following

heart bubbles floated throughout

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

have

used to pour hot water for Derek, looked

acid reacted

almost finished

nonchalantly, his hands never stopping their

kind of butler, Derek, still felt

Horton was in the same class as you.

butler was a

directly asked to Derek, who stopped

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

was that

he would have a little more affection

person’s gaze can really reveal a

In her eyes.

There was no one.

not a trace

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

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