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!”

her home.

deliberately looking for trouble, upstairs?

going to start

a script? I feel

users have their own set of arguments when

Wilma’s story.

But only Wilma knew.

was not happy at

eyes, there were too many

sensible made her

She felt sorry.

materials for making bread were prepared before, it was

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

do. They all said you were very sensible, but not me. Sensible children don’t get to have

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

Wilma’s footsteps and

and stood straight

seemed as if speaking

She had no fear.

big eyes made her

Today is Sunday.

his homework

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

thumb tapped

out from

and for the following time, his fingers were constantly poking

heart bubbles floated throughout the entire live

This speed.

Similar to Galen.

You should have done

hot water for Derek, looked at him and the master, both praising this

the acid reacted reflexively

almost finished

answered nonchalantly, his hands never stopping

Derek, still felt

class as you. How did you

butler was

who

I’m not sure either. I’m not very

me was that

would have a little more affection for

person’s gaze can really reveal

In her eyes.

There was no one.

not a

was already snuggling up to Wilma,

the thumb is located no longer had Valerie’s