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

you deliberately looking for trouble,

Are we going to start

this a script? I feel so

users have their own set of arguments when it

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

was not happy at

those eyes, there were

made her see her past

She felt sorry.

making bread were prepared before,

that day, she really wanted

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

to the stove, turning on

followed Wilma’s footsteps and came to her

and stood straight

if speaking

She had no fear.

made her whole person

Today is Sunday.

home, doing his homework while watching a

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

tapped

love floated out from the tip of

for the following time,

throughout the entire live

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

have

water for Derek, looked at him and the master, both praising

acid reacted reflexively

had almost finished

answered nonchalantly, his hands

butler, Derek, still felt

same class

butler was

who stopped his

either. I’m not very familiar with her.

that she was a

would have a little more affection for Valerie

gaze can really reveal a lot of

In her eyes.

There was no one.

a

was already

thumb is

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