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.

reunited with her biological parents. Her heart felt

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

one responsible for everything she had lost in

to be an extra. With your plain appearance, do you really think you

in Madeline's eyes, and she struck Winslet

Smack!

sharply

the aftermath of Madeline's slap became

eyes. The idea that Madeline, known for her meek and reserved nature, would dare to strike her was almost

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

family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto Winslet, the

schemes and attempts to sow discord, Madeline would not

now, she had given up any hope of thawing the Larson family's

Winslet in the picture, they would never truly care for her as

hell, so you can experience the agony I've

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

Bang!

door of the ward was

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

you dared to hit Winnie? She came to see you with kindness, and

with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally

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

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

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

as some kind of ferocious

the dampness from the

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

truly believed that giving up

of the Larson brothers arrived as

the Larson family who came straight from work,

upon hearing about Madeline's injury, he had no

he was taken aback to find Madeline standing by the bedside, with

at Jacob's heartstrings. There was even a red handprint left on her

low

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

a hint

if her blood had turned

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