My Repentant Brothers by Grace Edith

Chapter 163

Winslet stood frozen, struggling to take in Jacob's attitude toward herself. She stared at him in disbelief, her heart growing cold as her lips quivered. "Jacob... What's going on! I'm your sister! Are you really going to stand by and let Madeline torment me? H-Have you forgotten the bond we share? she stammered.

Winslet collapsed into a mess of tears, desperately trying to stir some sympathy in Jacob, but he remained firm as he stared down at her

"You've been pretending all along. You never cared for me-Madeline did! When I was gravely ill, you were so scared of catching it that you avoided me!" He bellowed.

By the end, Jacob was nearly yelling. "How can you act so naturally, like lying is second nature to you? How do you do it without a shred of guilt?"

A flicker of fear crossed Winslet's face as fat tears rolled down her cheeks. She pleaded, "Jacob, Madeline is trying to drive a wedge between us. Don't be fooled!"

"I heard it all myself." Jacob's sneer was tinged with disappointment and despair, "It seems I've wasted my kindness on the wrong person. Haha... If I hadn't overheard it today, I never would've realized what a fool I've been." Jacob's tears brimmed, threatening to spill over. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, his vision blurring.

It felt like a needle was lodged in his throat. "You did this to yourself. I'm done caring about your life."

Winslet could only watch as Jacob left, her screams echoing in his wake. As he stopped in the hallway, a part of him longed to look back, but he steeled himsel

ily was the one who had

The person he had guarded so closely turned out to be a venomous snake. Meanwhile, the one he had cast out of the family was truly protected him. Jacob tried to smile, but only a bitter taste remained. Jacob walked into the Larson residence to find the family in disarray. Layla remained silent after hearing the recording while Thomas gripped his fists. Adding to the scene was the jobless Harley.

Layla's voice was strained as she spoke. "Harley, Winslet only made a mistake. She's young and easily misled. Even if she joins the Horton family. I'm sure she won't sever our connections."

pressured by Madeline. Madeline is to blame for trying to destroy our

mess, but is it really her fault!" Unease flickered in Layla's eyes. She was fully aware of the truth but remained stubbornly inflexible. Confronting her own wrongs was something she simply could not

come

his voice a thunderous roar. "You fool! Haven't you heard what your mother said! Winslet

his stinging cheek, he sneered. "Dad, you never cared whether your

more interested in who's more valuable to you. Honestly, if you'd chosen to keep Madeline, we'd likely

it seems another major player of the underworld has emerged. I bet you're swimming in regret at this point, aren't you Dad? Harley's voice dripped with mockery. With that, he turned on his heel and headed for the door. Jacob stumbled back into the house, his mind still foggy. He saw Harley and called out, "Harley... Harley gave him a brief glance before silently walking away Jacob then made his way y into the living

need to track her down right away. She's about to marry into the Horton Family. How will we explain if

on the voice recorder sitting on the coffee table. He mused. So the truth is out there now, and my parents are still

you were thus

went missing,"

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"How can she be compared to Winnie? Madeline will manage on her own. Nothing will happen

and said.

wonder what?" Layla was

head, his inner voice adding. No wonder

discern the truth. He was also complicit in the wrongs d Reflecting on this, he thought, Tm not innocent. I, too,

rushed in, his concern palpable. "Mom, Dad, I heard Winnie was kidnapped.

her face. Thomas, after a frustrated slap to Harley, sat on the couch in

we ever call ourselves her brothers?" Jacob, feeling bitterly amused, pulled away from Joel. "Why don't you listen to the recording first? Then you can decide if we should go after

scowled, irritated by Jacob's response.