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.

deliberately looking for trouble,

to start fighting

a script?

users have their own set of

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

happy

eyes, there were too many

made her see

She felt sorry.

were prepared before,

she really wanted to sincerely make it up to

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

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

and came to

hair and stood

seemed as if speaking to the

She had no fear.

made her

Today is Sunday.

doing his homework while

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

thumb tapped her

floated out from the tip

the following time, his fingers were constantly poking hearts on

heart bubbles floated throughout the

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

You should have done

for Derek, looked at him and the master, both

thumb of the acid

almost

his hands never stopping their

kind of butler, Derek, still felt a bit

class

was a

Derek, who stopped his fingers and began

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

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

he would have a little more affection for Valerie than

really reveal a lot

In her eyes.

There was no one.

was not a trace of

Valerie was already snuggling up to Wilma, listening to

the thumb is