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!”

was her

deliberately looking for trouble, upstairs?

Are we going to start

a script? I feel so

users have their own set

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

happy

were too many

her

She felt sorry.

making bread were prepared before, it

she really wanted to sincerely

have done what you wanted to do. They all said you were very sensible, but

stove, turning on the gas stove to

followed Wilma’s footsteps and came to her

had white hair and stood straight with her

speaking to

She had no fear.

sparkling big eyes made her

Today is Sunday.

home, doing his homework while watching a live

widened her eyes, she dropped the pen in her hand and stared unblinkingly at Valerie, who finally showed a hint of

thumb tapped her

from the tip of

door to a new world, and for the following time, his fingers were constantly poking hearts on Valerie’s

throughout the entire live streaming

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

should have

for Derek, looked at him and the

of the acid

had almost

nonchalantly, his hands never stopping

kind of butler, Derek, still felt a

in the same class

was

Derek, who stopped

not very familiar with her. If I

that she

a little more affection for Valerie than for

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

is located no longer had