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 home. Not contacting

looking for trouble, upstairs?

going to start fighting

a script? I

users have their own set of arguments

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

happy

were

sensible made her see her past

She felt sorry.

materials for making bread were prepared before, it was

she really wanted to sincerely make it up to

should have done what you wanted to do. They all said you were very

stove, turning on the gas stove to prepare

followed Wilma’s footsteps and

had white hair and

as if speaking to

She had no fear.

sparkling big eyes made her whole person

Today is Sunday.

his homework while watching

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

tapped

floated out from the tip of

the following time, his

throughout the entire

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

You should have done

looked at him and the master, both

acid reacted

almost

hands

kind of butler, Derek,

the same class as you. How

butler was a little

was directly asked to Derek, who stopped

very familiar with her. If I

gave me was that she was a good person with

more affection for

can really reveal

In her eyes.

There was no one.

not a trace of

on her hand moved again, but at this moment, Valerie was already snuggling up to Wilma, listening

the thumb is located no longer had

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