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!”

it was her home. Not

looking for trouble, upstairs?

Are we going to start fighting

this a script? I

own set

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

happy at home

those eyes, there were too many shattered

too sensible made her

She felt sorry.

were prepared before,

wanted

still young then; you should have done what you wanted to do. They all said you were very sensible, but not me. Sensible children don’t get

the stove, turning on the gas stove to

and came to her

white hair and stood straight with

seemed as if speaking to the

She had no fear.

sparkling big eyes made

Today is Sunday.

was at home, doing his homework while watching

pen in her hand and stared unblinkingly at Valerie,

thumb tapped her

out from the tip of

world, and for the following time, his fingers were

bubbles floated throughout the entire live streaming

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

should have

to pour hot water for Derek, looked at him

acid

had almost

hands never

butler, Derek, still felt

class as

butler was

directly asked to Derek, who stopped his

very familiar with her. If

that she was a good person with thick

he would have a little more affection for Valerie than

can really reveal a

In her eyes.

There was no one.

a trace

this moment, Valerie was already snuggling up to Wilma, listening to Wilma telling stories

is located no longer had Valerie’s