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.

with her biological parents. Her heart felt burdened, like a stone weighing her down,

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

the one responsible

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

and she struck Winslet across

Smack!

sharply through

of Madeline's slap became evident

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

me! Wait until

with the Larson family. I don't care anymore." Madeline's gaze locked onto

and attempts to sow discord,

now, she had given up any hope

never truly care for her as a

the agony I've endured!" Madeline blurted out

"How could

Bang!

of the ward was forcefully kicked

Larson family, stormed in. His typically composed

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

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

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

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 Larson family is as simple as uttering

Her gaze fixed on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears welled

as some kind of ferocious creature as if they feared she might harm

the dampness from the

and the

up

other three of the Larson brothers arrived as

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

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

his arrival, he was taken aback to find Madeline

heartstrings. There was even a red handprint left

frigid. His voice was low and

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

a hint of metallic scent lingering in her

her blood had turned to

hatred. He glared at her with