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.

18, eight months after being reunited with her biological parents. Her heart felt burdened,

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

responsible for

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

in Madeline's eyes, and she struck Winslet

Smack!

sharply

aftermath of Madeline's slap became

The idea that Madeline, known for her meek and reserved nature, would dare

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

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

attempts to sow discord,

any hope

would never truly

the agony I've endured!" Madeline

herself, "How could I... How could I be

Bang!

of the ward was

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

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

in Harley's arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears.

furrowed as he shielded Winslet. "As long as I'm here, no one can lay

was Henry Larson, the second son of the Larson 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 you away from the

fixed on Harley

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

wiped the dampness from the corners

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

up

the other three of the Larson brothers

son of the Larson family who

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

aback to find Madeline standing by the bedside, with

her sobbing tugged at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a

turned frigid. His voice was low and ice-cold.

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!" Madeline's throat

pain, and there was a hint of metallic scent lingering in her

had turned

hatred. He glared at her with