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.

eight months after being reunited with her biological parents. Her heart felt burdened, like a stone weighing her down, causing discomfort and pain with every

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

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

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

Madeline's eyes, and she struck Winslet across

Smack!

sound reverberated sharply through the

face, the aftermath of Madeline's slap became evident in the form of several

for her meek and reserved nature, would dare to strike her was

how dare you hit me! Wait until my

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

schemes and attempts to sow discord, Madeline would

up any hope of thawing

the picture, they would never truly care for

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

unsettling feeling crept over Winslet as she questioned herself, "How could I... How could I be afraid of

Bang!

the ward was forcefully kicked

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

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

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

"As long as I'm here, no one can lay a finger

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

Her gaze fixed on Harley

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

the dampness from the corners

were the same brothers who had driven her to leave the organization, and the ones who had cherished and adored her as if she were their very

truly believed that giving up her pals was utterly

of the Larson

who came straight from work,

he had no

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

heartstrings. There was even a red handprint left on

was low and ice-cold.

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

a hint

had turned

a venomous hatred. He glared at her with an