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

deliberately looking for trouble,

we going to

a script? I feel so

own set of

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

was not happy

those eyes, there were too many

sensible made her see her

She felt sorry.

for making bread were prepared

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

you wanted to do. They all said you were

the stove, turning on the gas stove

followed Wilma’s footsteps and

and stood

as if speaking to the secular

She had no fear.

made her whole person more

Today is Sunday.

was at home, doing his homework while

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

tapped her

little love floated out from the tip of

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

throughout

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

You should have done your

who used to pour hot water for Derek, looked at

of the acid reacted

had almost

hands never stopping their

butler, Derek, still felt

same class as you. How

was a little

asked to Derek, who stopped his

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

gave me was that

he would have a little more affection for

person’s gaze can really reveal a lot

In her eyes.

There was no one.

was not a trace

again, but at this moment, Valerie was already snuggling up to Wilma, listening to Wilma

the thumb is located no longer had