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The Three Guys Regretted after I Got Married Novel Cover

The Three Guys Regretted after I Got Married

Everyone in Kaelton envied me for the three elite young people my parents adopted, who treated me like a queen. Rodger Burton spent millions to light up the city with fireworks for the whole night to celebrate my birthday. Larry Burton planted roses throughout the estate to make me happy. Ethan Burton crafted a unique ring just for me with his rib to prove his sincerity. I was overjoyed, believing myself to be the happiest woman in the world. But when I accidentally ate a cake containing peanuts and nearly went into shock, I overheard the three guys whispering to Cailey Kirk, the daughter of the servant, Vida Kirk, in the hospital corridor. "Don't be afraid. She is merely allergic and went into shock. It is just a lesson for her." "Isn't she allergic to peanuts? We doubled the amount in the cake to punish her so that she would never have the guts to show off in front of you again." "Relax. She won't die. We just wanted to teach her a lesson for upsetting you." I stood in the shadows, and my heart turned cold. I nearly lost my life, but it was just the three guys' cruel joke to win Cailey over. Looking at the emergency medication Jayden Price had sent to my bedside, I wiped my tears and called my father, Huxley Burton. "I'll marry Jayden, despite his scars."
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Chapter 5

After the banquet, Jayden took me away from that suffocating place.

The three guys intended to follow me, but two bodyguards blocked their path and prevented them from even approaching the car door.

They could only watch helplessly as I got into the back seat of the Maybach without looking back.

Upon returning home, Rodger shattered an expensive vase angrily.

"She's lost her mind. Just to spite us, she's willing to ruin her entire life and marry that volatile and eccentric guy, Jayden!"

Ethan sat lazily on the sofa and scoffed with disdain.

"Rodger, why do you even bother with her? I think she deliberately asked Jayden to go there and provoke us. Since she was a little girl, she has always come back to apologize to us after throwing a tantrum. Just wait and see.

Crossing his legs, he said confidently, "Jayden was a lunatic. She can't stay with him for a long time. She'll be back crying and begging us to take her in within three days."

With tears in her eyes, Cailey cautiously tugged at Larry's sleeve.

"It's all my fault... Lorna must have acted impulsively to avoid me. Maybe... maybe I should go and plead with her to come back?"

Larry pulled her protectively behind him and felt sorry for her.

"You plead with her? She insists on being with Jayden. If she ends up dead, it's her own doing!

It's just good that she's gone. Now this house can be peaceful. No one dares to bully you anymore, Cailey."

Huxley, who had been silent all along, finally said with satisfaction. "It's a good thing for Lorna to have ties with the Price family. We have to hold a grand wedding for them, inviting every big shot throughout the city. I want everyone to know that the Burton family is now allied with the Price family."

The next morning, the Price family's moving team arrived at the Burton family's house.

They headed straight for my room.

Ethan was still bleary-eyed when he came downstairs. He was furious at the sight.

"Who gave you permission to move these things?"

The head butler expressionlessly handed over a list and a recorder. He pressed play.

My clear and indifferent voice came from it.

"Take everything my mother left on the list without exception.

I don't want anything given by Rodger, Larry, or Ethan. They're an eyesore.

Destroy them all on the spot."

Ethan's face went pale instantly.

The gifts that once symbolized their so-called "affection" were now publicly declared for what they were in the most brutal manner.

Rodger glared at the pile of "trash" and clenched his jaw as he forced out the words.

"Fine.

Lorna, I'll be waiting for the day you can't stand Jayden and come crying back to me!"

That evening, Cailey, for the first time in the role of the lady of the house, attempted to direct the servants in preparing dinner.

However, she was clueless about Huxley's tastes and served him a soup he despised the most.

"Bang!"

He slammed his hand on the table and caused the soup to spill all over Cailey's carefully chosen white dress.

The three guys frantically tried to calm Huxley, who was enraged. At the same time, they attended to Cailey, who was disheveled. The dining room was in an utter mess.

For the first time, they vaguely sensed that this seemingly glamorous house was starting to be messy without me.

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