My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Madeline Larson died.

Just before she died, the Larson family appeared on a TV show to expose her fabricated misdeeds.

Innocently carrying the burden of false accusations, she tragically died in a car accident at the height of her popularity. After her death, she witnessed the rampant circulation of malicious rumors about her.

In the blink of an eye, she had gone from a top star to a despised pariah!

Her ten more pals in her organization held the grandest funeral for her.

Then, they wiped out the Larson family on the seventh night after her passing. Madeline wept. She regretted leaving her pals.

She never should have left them behind and gone back to her biological parents. Her five brothers regarded her as a ruthless monster, despising her to the core.

As for her parents, they showered all their love on their adopted daughter alone.

Despite being the real daughter of the Larson family, she was nothing more than a pawn to be used and discarded.

Once they were done with her, they completely destroyed her.

Only the pals from her organization, with their complex and formidable natures though, truly cherished her to the core.

Ironically, it was the very people she had tried to escape who loved her the most.

If given another chance in life, Madeline swore that she would never harbor any illusions or hopes for the Larson family again!

Beep!

Beep! Beep!

Madeline's eyes fluttered open abruptly as if she had been submerged underwater and desperate for a breath of air.

She took in deep gulps of air, gradually regaining her composure after the suffocating state.

The sharp scent of disinfectant invaded her nostrils, and a throbbing ache pulsed through her head.

Panicked, Madeline scanned her surroundings and Madeline let out a deep sigh. "My head hurts so much..."

The memories of her previous life seemed to be nothing short of a haunting nightmare.

She took some time to fully comprehend that she had gone back in time.

parents. Her heart felt burdened, like a stone

moment. "Madeline, you've finally woken up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she looked at the person entering the ward.

her adopted sister, was the one responsible for everything she had lost in

your head and lose your mind, huh?" Winslet sat by the bedside and sneered ruthlessly, "Look at you, running off to be an extra. With your plain appearance, do you really think you

Madeline's eyes, and she struck Winslet across the

Smack!

reverberated sharply through

face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident

flickered in Winslet's eyes. The idea that Madeline, known for her

how dare you hit me! Wait until my brothers

me with the Larson family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the very person who had dragged her

sow discord, Madeline would not have been entangled in

any hope of

truly care for her as a

to burn in hell, so you can experience the

she questioned herself, "How could I... How could I be afraid of Madeline? No

Bang!

door of the ward was

the eldest son of the Larson family, stormed in. His typically composed

you dared to hit Winnie? She came to see you with kindness, and this is how you repay her? You ungrateful

in Harley's arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here.

brows furrowed as he shielded Winslet. "As long as I'm

family. He cast a disdainful glare at Madeline and stated, "You truly never learn, do you? Bullying Winnie behind our backs once again. We've shared 18 years of our lives with Winnie. Don't think you can push so far just because you share the Larson family's blood! Sending

her lips together. Her gaze fixed on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled up

protecting the devious Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she might harm Winslet in

from the corners

were the same brothers who had driven her to leave the organization, and the

giving up her

three of the Larson brothers arrived

the third son of the Larson family who came straight from work, was

injury, he had no

taken aback to find Madeline standing by

at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a red

was low and ice-cold. "Winnie, did Madeline hit

lay a hand on Winnie!" Lucas Larson, the fifth son, who was standing beside them, suggested with burning anger, "Joel, just throw her out of the window. Her presence is

was a hint of metallic scent

her blood had turned to

bore a venomous hatred. He glared at her with an intensity that seemed capable