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As the sound of thunder heralded the beginning of spring, Summer experienced an unexpected revelation: she was a devoted supporting character in a male protagonist-focused retro novel. Throughout her life, she had made countless sacrifices for the male lead. When he needed love, she handed over her life-changing opportunities to the female lead he adored. When he needed a stable family, she provided her assets and married him. When he needed a career boost, she sold her family’s courtyard house and small restaurant, investing all her wealth into his startup. Even when his career flourished, she stayed home, taking care of his parents and raising the illegitimate child the female lead sent over.

Summer: "??? This is beyond absurd. Whoever wants to be this pitiful supporting character can be, but it won’t be me!"

Why should she waste her wealth and talents on someone else’s dreams?

Revenge of the Resilient Girl for the 70s

Summer and Logan walked side by side for a few steps.

She tried to speak, looking at Logan with genuine gratitude, "Thank you for what you did back there."

If it weren't for his timely intervention, she wasn't sure how much those three thugs would have taken from her today.

Logan didn't look at her and simply responded, "Mm."

Summer thought for a moment and then held out the bag of peach pastries to him, "Would you like some peach pastries?"

"I don't eat sweets," Logan replied.

Summer put the pastries away. After a few more steps, she asked, "So, how would you like me to thank you?"

Though Logan had helped her of his own volition, she knew he wasn't the type to do good deeds without expecting something in return. He was meticulous and would definitely expect something in return. Even if he didn't, Summer wasn't the type to owe anyone favors.

As expected, Logan didn't hold back, "What can you offer me?"

Summer thought seriously about it. In these times, where even basic needs were hard to meet, there weren't many valuable things she could offer. When people visited each other, gifts were usually things like noodles or sugar.

So, after considering, it had to be food. The most precious food items, aside from sweets, were meat.

She said, "When we get paid, I'll make you some fried noodles. I may not be great at many things, but I can cook, and my fried noodles are the best."

She still had some of her homemade sauce left, and she had flour and meat rations too.

Logan glanced at her, "How good are they?"

Summer confidently replied, "They're really good. The smell alone is amazing. Haven't you ever smelled my cooking at the residence? I've made them for Henry before."

Logan suddenly sneered at the mention of Henry's name, his tone turning sarcastic, "I don't have the same good fortune as Henry."

Summer knew how much Logan and Henry disliked each other. She regretted mentioning Henry and tried to steer the conversation back, "So, will that work?"

Logan gave her a long look, then said, "I suppose I can try them."

Ignoring his haughty tone, Summer smiled at him, "Great, it's a deal."

Having settled this, she felt more at ease. Otherwise, she would have kept worrying about when he might come to collect.

Feeling relaxed now, Summer walked back to the village with Logan, chatting about what they had bought at the market.

When they got back to the residence, Summer took her purchases inside and began to plant her vegetable seedlings and seeds, thinking about the future and how she would repay Logan for his help.

Chapter 53