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!”

Well, at least it was her home. Not

you deliberately looking for

going to start

script? I feel so

own set of arguments when it

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

not happy at home

were too many shattered

her see her past

She felt sorry.

materials for making bread were prepared before, it

again that day, she really wanted to sincerely make it up to this little

you should have done what you wanted to do. They all said you were very sensible, but not me. Sensible children don’t get to

and returned to the stove, turning on the gas stove

Wilma’s footsteps and

and

speaking to the

She had no fear.

big eyes made her whole person

Today is Sunday.

at home, doing his homework while watching

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

tapped her

little love floated out from

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

bubbles floated throughout the entire live

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

You should have

used to pour hot water for Derek, looked at

acid reacted reflexively and

had almost

nonchalantly, his hands never

of butler, Derek,

was in the same class as

butler was a little

was directly asked to Derek, who stopped

not sure either. I’m not very

gave me was that she was a good

would have a little more affection for Valerie

really reveal a

In her eyes.

There was no one.

was not a trace

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

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