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.

herself reborn at the age of 18, eight months after being reunited with her biological parents. Her heart felt burdened, like a stone weighing her down, causing discomfort

finally woken up. Quit playing dead!" Madeline's gaze darkened as she

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

Hurt 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 can make it in the entertainment industry? You know what, Loser? You should've just stayed in the countryside. How dare you come here and vie for the affection of my

in Madeline's eyes, and she struck

Smack!

sound reverberated sharply

aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident

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

hit me! Wait until my brothers hear about this!" Winslet

care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the very person who

sow discord,

now, she had given up any hope

in the picture, they would never truly care for her

to burn in hell, so you can experience the agony I've endured!" Madeline blurted out and gave Winslet a

as she questioned herself, "How could I... How could I be afraid of Madeline?

Bang!

the ward was forcefully kicked

of the Larson family, stormed in. His typically composed demeanor gave way to a flicker of anger upon witnessing the

to see you with kindness, and this is how you repay her? You

with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been so scared.

Winslet. "As long as I'm here, no one

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

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

so careful in protecting the devious Winslet, yet regarded Madeline as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared

the dampness from the corners of

who had driven her to leave the organization, and the

giving up her pals was

the Larson

who came straight from work, was

upon hearing about Madeline's injury, he had no inclination to

find Madeline standing by the bedside, with Winslet

sound of her sobbing tugged at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a red handprint left

expression turned frigid. His voice was low

Larson, the fourth son, erupted with anger. "Damn it!" He madly seized Madeline by the collar and fixed her with bloodshot eyes. "How dare you 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 nothing short of an eyesore!"

head throbbed with pain, and there was a hint of metallic

had turned to ice

at her with an