My Repentant Brothers (Madeline Larson)

Jacob looked uncomfortable. He had once been seriously ill and remembered that someone had stayed with him all night while he was in a trance. When he was at his worst, it was that girl who held his hand and accompanied him through the long nights, One night, when his body temperature suddenly rose, the girl cried and went to find a doctor, begging him to treat him. Jacob felt helpless at the time, thinking that this girl was stupid. His disease wasn't incurable so there really was no need to make such a big fuss. When be

he finally recovered, there was only a pen left by his bedside. Thinking of this, Jacob's expression darkened.

His body tensed up unnaturally. "Mom, tell me again. Who gave me the pen? Who accompanied me and took care of me all those nights Was it Madeline or Winslet"

Layla felt guilty. "What? I don't remember already. Besides, why would someone like Madeline take illness.

care of you? She probably wished you died of

Winslet clenched her hands, feeling anxious. "Jacob, I gave you this pen. Have you forgotten? You know I won't lie to you."

Jacob took out the pen, caressing it a few times. "Where did you buy it?"

"L. I bought it at an exhibition." Winslet's eyes wandered. She was thinking that since it was an expert's pen, it must have been bought at an exhibition. "I knew you liked it so..." Jacob nodded and left without a word.

Winslet heaved a sigh of relief, thinking she had muddled through this matter. But she didn't know that Jacob had begun to suspect her because this pen wasn't something that could be bought from any exhibition. It was bought from another collector.

Jacobs got into the car in a trance. He couldn't help but think of the day he was discharged from the hospital and went home. Madeline had gotten up very late, looking haggard and tired. He thought she was hanging out with ruffians again and had made sarcastic remarks.

At that time. Madeline had said it'd have been better for him die of illness.

In fact, many things didn't add up on second thought. When he was sick Layla and Thomas had taken Winslet out on a trip. It was only Jacob and Madeline at home, so how did Winslet send him to the hospital and take care of him for days? Jacob gripped the steering wheel tightly, his pupils shrinking slightly. "Was Was I wrong? Why Why are Mother and Winnie teaming up to deceive me? If it was Madeline, she_*

He thought. How wronged must she feel.

Jacob had never felt so frightened. His throat tightened, his back tensed, and he had cold sweats down his back. He took out his phone and dialed Henry's number. It took a while before the call connected. Henry asked, "What's the matter?"

Jacob choked out, "I want to ask you something about Winslet and Madeline. I may have been wrong all along."

Henry seemed to have expected this day to come. "It's too late for regrets now."

Madeline woke up early in the morning. Her phone had been ringing several times. She turned the phone over in her hand and changed into a beige dress with a light gray woolen sweater on top. It made her look beautiful

Nolan was already up and watering the flowers in the living room. He stood tall in the morning light. He held the leaves of the plants in his hands and took care of them carefully,

Sance staying here last night, he had people bring in a lot of flowers and plants early this morning. They were mainly herbs that calmed the mind and spirit. They looked beautiful and fresh.

As if thinking of something, Nolan smiled slightly, a hunt of Laughter in his gaze. He wondered if Madeline would like these flowers when they bloomed in the spring

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"Nolan..." Madeline hesitated. "You can cook!"

"To be precise..." Nolan smiled. "It's a medicinal dict. You're still weak, so I'm taking this opportunity to nourish you."

On the table was a bowl of oatmeal and a bowl of soup. They were made with precious herbs and smelled delicious. Madeline looked at the mushrooms floating on the mushroom soup. "Do I need to eat these!"

Nolan didn't explain and brought out another plate of pears and said. "This is to moisten your throat."

Madeline asked, "What are

are you going to eat?"

"Plain oatmeal, he answered. Nolan's own diet was very simple.

Madeline sat on the stool and looked at Nolan's elegant movements, which was really pleasing to the eyes. Nolan didn't talk much. When he ate, lowered his head slightly, but his back was straight as a rod Madeline secretly looked up at him. Nolan asked, amused. "Maddie, why do you keep looking at me?"

"Nothing" Madeline pursed her lips and smiled. She was relaxed, propping her chin with a silly smile. "Why are you so nice to me! I remember there were many little girls in the orphanage." She didn't quite understand why the introverted and mysterious Nolan favored her. Nolan looked up at Madeline. Madeline had been the most gifted child in the orphanage and was chosen by Steven to b "Because you've forgotten how outstanding you used to be."

Madeline was confused. "What? Have I

I ever been outstanding? Haven't I always been a burden to all of you?"

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Madeline shook her head. "Me? That's impossible. I once went on a mission and ruined my foundation. That's when I became a loser in the orphanage. If it weren't for you guys protecting me, I would've..." Madeline took a spoon and stirred the hot soup. She felt like Nolan was being perfunctory. But since he didn't want to talk about it, she asking

stopped

After Madeline had eaten her fill, Nolan took her pulse again and examined her body. Madeline's hand rested on a soft silk cloth, and Nolan placed his fingertips on her wrist.

His fingertips were icy cold, his expression calm and serious. He said. "You've recovered quite well. You were weak before, but now you're n better. Seems like your poor health was due to being bullied by the Larson family Madeline obediently let Nolan pull her eyelids and tongue, like a little lamb allowing herself to be examined.

Nolan added. They're a little inflamed. Have you been staying up late recently?"

Madeline nodded. "I've been busy recently, so I'm staying up late too."

She pointed at her dark circles and asked, "Nolan, can this be solved?"

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Looking at her dark circles, Nolan gently stroked them with his thumb and stared intently. After a while, he chuckled doringly. "No. Unless you don't stay up late any more. But I know that's impossible, right" Madeline s

smiled. "You know the well"