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.

biological parents. Her heart felt burdened, like a stone weighing her down, causing discomfort and pain with

Madeline's

adopted sister, was the one responsible for everything she

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

eyes, and she

Smack!

sharply

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

idea that Madeline, known for her meek and

you hit me! Wait until

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

repeated schemes and attempts to sow discord, Madeline would not have been entangled in this endless

given up any hope

never truly care for her as

hell, so you can experience the agony

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

Bang!

door of the ward was

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

came to see you with kindness,

sought refuge in Harley's arms, her voice trembling with a mix of grievance and tears. "Harley, you're finally here. I've been

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

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

together. Her gaze fixed on Harley and Henry. Unexplained tears

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

wiped the dampness from the corners

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

believed that giving up her pals was

three of the Larson brothers arrived as

the Larson family who came straight from

hearing about Madeline's injury, he had no

aback to find Madeline standing by the bedside,

Jacob's heartstrings. There was

frigid. His voice was low and ice-cold. "Winnie, did

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

was a hint of metallic scent lingering in

her blood had turned to

eyes bore a venomous hatred. He glared at her with an intensity that seemed capable of tearing her