Chapter 167
The Remorseful Brothers
Chapter 167 Time passed extremely slowly. Yet, it also felt like she had merely taken a nap and woken up:
Winslet opened her eyes in a daze, and the person in front of her was none other than Thomas, whose face was dark and grim, âDad... Dad...â Winsletâs voice was hoarse. She glanced around and saw her mother beside her.
âMom..â she said.
Thomas looked at Winsletâs face. Now, her appearance was vastly different from Madelineâs. To put it bluntly, she looked like a cheap har hostess.
Thomas felt little pity. Instead, he was angry that years of careful cultivation had been ruined in an instant. âTake care of her. Iâm going to the company,â he said, turning and leaving the room without hesitation.
Layla sat beside Winslet, her eyes filled with concern and pain. She said, âWinnic, donât be afraid. Everything will be fine.â
Winslet couldnât hold back her tears and clutched Laylaâs hand. She said, âMom, give me a mirror... Give me a mirror!â
Layla sighed and said, âDonât look at it. Focus on recovering. Donât think about anything else. If you hadnât deliberately had surgery to look like Madeline, this wouldnât have happened. Now look at the mess.â
Layla said helplessly, âYou should have understood how terrifying her brothers were the last time they broke your arms and legsâ
å¹´ Layla shuddered at the memory of that morning when someone had kicked open their front door. A hulking man had thrown the bloodied Winslet at their doorstep and warned them that if they dared to provoke Madeline again, the Larson family would be wiped out It was terrifying, Layla trembled just thinking about it.
ruined? Winslet asked.
âWhat about Aunt Sharon? Does she know that my Lace is ru Layla nodded and said. âShe knows. She came to the hospital, took one look, and left. She told the Horton family that you were attacked by enemies, so Mr. Horton might come to see you Winslerâs tears silently slid down her cheeks as she sobbed uncontrollably on the hospital bed, consumed by pain.
âDonât be afraid. Since Mr. Horton said he would come to see you, maybe..â Layla said.
Winslet shook her head. She had never even met Nick. Why would be show her any kindness? He was probably just coming to personally announce the termination of their marriage agreement.
Layla watched Winslet cry in silence, her heart aching, but there was nothing she could do. She said, âWinnie, I have something to tell you Winslet turned her face away, not wanting to listen.
âYour father took away your 2 million dollars. The company. Layla continued.
Winslerâs body stiffened, and then she collapsed weakly. âWhy! Iâve already ended up like this. Why did he take the last of my money?â she asked.
Layla sighed and said. The familyâs money is your money. Donât be so particular about these things. The family has s current state, you need to be obedient and understanding, or your father might give up on you.â
spent a lot on you too. In your Winslet gripped the bedsheet tightly, filled with resentment. To them, was she really a daughter or just a tool to be used? She didnât realize that she was walking the same path Madeline once did.
There was a knock at the door. Winslet panicked and quickly pulled the blanket over her face.
âCould it be... Mr. Horton is here? My first meeting with him, and it was in a such disgraceful stater she thought.
Nick entered the hospital room, holding a bouquet. He asked, âMaddie, are you alright?â He looked at the person lying in bed, facing away from him, completely wrapped in the blanket. His mood became heavy.
During their last meeting, Madeline had subtly expressed her unwillingness to go the consider breaking off the marriage agreement through with the arranged marriage, which had made Nick Although he had feelings for Madeline, he wasnât the type to force someone into something.
To hama, marriage was about two people supporting each other through life. If one person was unwilling even the best match could turn into a disaster. He didnât want to main someoneâs happiness.
12 12:15 PM Chapter 167 But he hadnât expected to hear early this morning that Madeline had been attacked and disfigured.
âGo away. Mr. Horton, we never had feelings for each other, Winslet said, her voice filled with despair.
1 She sobbed, her voice trembling with grief. âI know youâre here to break off the marriage agreement. I had hoped to marry you, but... but... I respect your familyâs decision.â
Laylaâs face tightened, and she thought, How could she say that? Even if they were going to break off the marriage agreement, they should at least get something out of it She said. âWe d didnât want this to happen either. My daughter is the one whoâs been hurt.â
Nick nodded and said, âTo me, looks arenât important. People grow old eventually. So donât give up hope because of this. Donât worry. If youâre willing. Iâll arrange for the best doctors to treat you abroad.â
Winslet stopped crying and asked, âReally? Arenât you here to break off our marriage agreement?â A glimmer of hope lit within her.
Warmth crept into her heart. Nick. Is he truly such a good personâ she wondered.
that moment, she regretted it deeply. If she had known how kind Nick was, maybe things Winslet had never felt moved by anyone before, but in th would have been different.
Nick held her hand, the warmth soothing her most broken heart. He said, âDonât be afraid, Maddie. As long as you donât bring it up. I wonât break off the marriage agreement Underneath the blanket, Winsletâs tears stopped. She trembled. If this ordeal truly passed, she was willing to be a good person, to live virtuously. She would follow Nick and live a peaceful life, never again taking what wasnât hers âMr. Horton.â A cold, clear female voice sounded from the doorway.
Nick, still holding Winsletâs hand, turned to the door and froze in shock. âMadeline?â he asked.
Layla jumped up in alarm and scolded, âWhat are you you doing here? Get out right now!
âIf Madeline ruined Winnieâs chance, she would be unforgivable!â Layla thought She quickly tried to explain to Nick, âMr. Horton, donât mind her. Sheâs a poor student we sponsored. She was kicked out of our family long ago.â âIs that so?â Madeline asked, her lips curled into a slight smile.
yet distant, with every strand of Her hair was curled, and she was dressed in a camel coat with a light yellow dress underneath. She was beautiful yet hair exuding elegance. She looked nothing like someone who had been attacked.
Winsletâs hand as if he had been shocked. He frowned and looked at the person on the bed. âYouâre not Madeline. Who are you?â he Nick let go of V asked Winslet started crying again, her emotions completely unraveling Sheâs just a wretched ingrate we raised. Sheâs the one who ruined my facel She threw off the blanket and said, âMr. Horton. I am your fiancée! Sheâs not!
Winslet made one final desperate plea. âMr. Horton, donât believe this vicious woman. Sheâs too evil! She doesnât deserve someone as good as youâ
At that moment, Winslerâs hatred for Madeline peaked. Why, just as she was starting to regain hope, did Madeline have to shatter it all! As she reached out for the hand that had given her warmth, Nick stepped back.
While he didnât care about Winsletâs appearance, the fact that she wasnât even who she claimed to be was absurd. He furrowed his brows and said. âT think thereâs been a misunderstanding.â