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 contacting at

looking

we going to start fighting

script? I feel so

set of arguments when

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

was not happy at home

eyes, there were too many

her see her

She felt sorry.

for making bread were prepared before, it

really wanted to sincerely make it up to

what you wanted to do. They all

returned to the stove, turning on the gas stove to prepare

and came to her

and stood straight

seemed as if speaking to

She had no fear.

made

Today is Sunday.

doing his homework while watching a live

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

thumb tapped

love floated out from the tip of

world, and for the following time,

throughout

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

should have done

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

thumb of the acid reacted reflexively

almost finished

his hands

of butler, Derek, still

class as you. How

butler was

asked to Derek, who stopped his fingers and began

sure either. I’m not very familiar with

first impression she gave me was that she was a good person

have a little more affection for Valerie than

really

In her eyes.

There was no one.

a trace of

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

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