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 agree to get married to Jayden."

Huxley was surprised.

He said, "Lorna, are you sure? Jayden has become quite irritable after he had a car accident and was disfigured."

I hadn't answered, and he sighed again. "Since you have made up your mind, we'll announce it at the company banquet in three days. Jayden is already recognized as the heir to the Price family and can bring more benefits to us."

I put away my phone and was about to push open the hospital room door when I heard laughter from the three guys and Cailey inside.

Five years ago, the three guys used to surround me like that, trying every way to make me happy.

Rodger spent millions on fireworks in the city for my birthday.

Larry planted countless roses throughout the estate for me.

Ethan crafted a unique ring from his own rib to show his true feelings.

But everything changed after Cailey arrived.

She was the daughter of the servant, Vida. When she just came to my home, she wore washed-out old clothes, and her eyes were always timid.

I pitied her and gave her a brand-new princess dress and even all of my pocket money.

Yet, she cried to the three guys that I had humiliated her with money.

Since that day, the three of them began to distance themselves from me.

Inside the hospital room, Cailey's intermittent sobbing could be heard. "It's all my fault that Lorna had an allergic reaction. I suggested the cake, but I didn't know she would react so severely... Will she ask Huxley to kick me out?"

Rodger snorted, "How dare she? Although she's the daughter of the Burton family, the Burton Group is managed by the three of us now. If she dares to lay a finger on you, I'll be the first to oppose it."

Larry's voice was as indifferent as always. "She's indulged and thinks the world should cater to her whims. This allergic reaction might even be her own act, just to get us to kick Cailey out."

An act?

I recalled how in the past, even a small cut on my finger would make Larry hold me and comfort me for a long while.

Yet now, I almost died in the emergency room, but they dismissed it as a calculated performance.

I opened the hospital room door expressionlessly.

The previously warm and joyful atmosphere froze instantly.

They all turned to look at me, their expressions varied.

Cailey immediately hid behind Rodger, peeking at me timidly.

Rodger shielded her completely, and his gaze towards me was grim. "Lorna, since you're fine now, come over and apologize to Cailey. She stayed up all night out of worry for you. Don't keep bullying her just because of your identity."

Ethan frowned and said with disdain, "Were you eavesdropping at the door? What did you learn when the Burton family paid so much for you to learn the etiquette?"

I looked at the three guys and felt bitter in my mind.

The Burton family had supported them, and they had sworn to protect me forever.

But they were now forcing me to apologize to Cailey, who almost caused my death.

How laughable it was!

I forced a smile and nodded. "Alright. I ruined your mood because I didn't die. I'm sorry."

The next morning, the doctor told me that I could be discharged.

I called Huxley, but he was busy asking for more benefits from the Price family and had no time for me.

I looked at the three pinned chat windows on my phone, and there was no message from any of the three guys.

In the end, I sent them messages. "I'm being discharged today."

Almost simultaneously, I received three identical messages. "There's an urgent international video conference I can't get away from. I've already sent a driver to pick you up."

I looked at the three identical texts and laughed.

In the past, even if I had just a cold, they would all forgo billion-dollar contracts to stay by my bedside.

Now, I had narrowly escaped death, yet I was less important than their so-called "conference."

The car drove into the Burton family's estate.

However, the scene before me left me stunned.

The vast lawn was adorned with pink flowers and colorful balloons, with a champagne tower stacked high, and a band was playing music.

The so-called "international video conference" turned out to be Cailey's birthday party.

I walked into the living room, feeling like I didn't belong.

In the center of the living room, Cailey, in a pristine white princess dress, was making a wish in front of a cake with eighteen candles.

Rodger, Larry, and Ethan, my three fiancés, surrounded her, singing the birthday song.

The atmosphere was so warm. They seemed to be the real family.

And I, the daughter of the Burton family, was nothing more than an unwelcome intruder.

Ethan was the first to notice me, and his smile vanished instantly.

He frowned and said in a tone full of reproach. "Didn't I tell you to come back later? It's Cailey's birthday today. It only happens once a year, and you have to come and ruin it?"

His words pierced my heart.

Cailey immediately opened her eyes, and a hint of triumph quickly flashed through them.

She hid behind Rodger and said timidly, "It's not Lorna's fault. It's me... I'm not worthy of celebrating my birthday... Lorna is the daughter of the Burton family, and I'm just a servant's daughter. I don't deserve any of this..."

Rodger patted Cailey's shoulder and turned to me. "Lorna, you were born with everything the Burton family has. Why do you have to begrudge Cailey this one birthday? Can't you be more open-hearted?"

Was he asking me to be more generous?

My gaze drifted past them to the dining table.

The open bottle of red wine was a rare vintage from Huxley's cellar. He had told me to save it for my wedding.

At that moment, Larry poured the bottle with significant meaning into Cailey's glass.

Noticing my gaze, Larry nonchalantly swirled the wine in his glass. "It's just a bottle of wine. The Burton family is rich. Don't be so petty. Cailey has never tasted such fine wine. What's wrong with me to let her try it?" He paused and continued, "Or I'll pay for it from my dividends."

The servants began to serve the dishes, and even Vida was invited to sit at the main table.

The large dining table had no place for me.

The butler stood awkwardly to the side and looked to the three young guys for help.

Ethan, however, waved his hand impatiently. "She just got out of the hospital and can't eat anything greasy. Get her some plain porridge and let her eat in her room."

I silently turned and walked up the stairs, step by step.

Behind me, I heard Larry's mocking laugh. "See? We've spoiled her too much, so she's developed this entitled attitude."

I clenched the banister and forced a bitter smile.

I now gave up on them since they didn't want me.

The following afternoon, with less than twenty-four hours until the company's banquet, Huxley called to remind me to have a good rest at home so that I could prepare myself to announce my engagement to Jayden at the event.

After hanging up, I went alone to the music room on the third floor, where my mother's only keepsake, a cello, was kept.

As I gently polished its surface, I could almost feel her warmth lingering on it.

Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud bang.

The three guys entered, along with Cailey.

It was rare for them to come home early from work.

Rodger said in a natural tone, "Father insists we showcase Cailey at the banquet tomorrow. You help her pick an instrument for her performance."

I sneered inwardly. The banquet was meant to announce my engagement. Why should she have a chance to showcase?

Yet, with the event so near, I didn't want to start a conflict with them.

I replied coldly, "That's your business, not mine."

Then I was about to leave with the cello.

However, Cailey's gaze swept the room and was finally fixed on the cello in my arms.

Her eyes were filled with undisguised admiration and desire. "Wow, this cello is beautiful! It looks so much better than those in the storage!"

She turned to Rodger and said, "Rodger, if I could use this cello for my performance tomorrow, wouldn't it make you all proud?"

The next moment, Ethan reached out to me. "Cailey's performance is important tomorrow. Since you've been recovering, you're probably not up to playing. Let her borrow it for tomorrow."

I was stunned, not expecting his partiality towards Cailey to go that far.

They knew that the cello was my mother's gift to me, my only connection to her.

I clutched it tightly. "No. This is what my mom left me. No one else can touch it."

Rodger frowned immediately and said with disappointment and impatience, "Lorna, why are you being so mean? It's just a cello, and Cailey plays better than you. You're just jealous she'll outshine you at the gala!"

Was I jealous of her?

I looked at Rodger's indifferent face and felt my heart grow cold.

Cailey stepped forward, and her expression shifted to be pitiful and innocent. "Lorna, I'm sorry. It's my fault... I'm just the servant's daughter, unworthy of such a fine cello. I'll choose another one..."

She spoke while approaching me. Then she seemed to trip over something and lunged toward me!

In that instant, her elbow precisely struck the cello in my arms.

I felt a great force, and suddenly, my arms were empty.

A loud crash followed as my cherished cello hit the floor.

It was broken instantly.

I stared blankly at the broken cello on the floor, and my mind went blank.

Cailey sat beside the fragments, clutched her ankle, and wailed loudly. "Lorna, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Please don't blame me..."

I was furious with anger and wanted to slap her.

However, my wrist was seized mid-air by a strong grip.

Ethan shoved me aside and shielded Cailey behind him.

His eyes blazed as he glared at me. "Lorna, have you no conscience? Can't you see Cailey fell? And you're worried about your broken cello? It was an accident. Do you have to be so harsh?"

Larry crouched beside Cailey and looked anxious as he checked her ankle. "Cailey, are you injured? Does it hurt?"

Once he was sure that she was fine, he rose and shot me a fierce look.

Then, he took out a checkbook from his jacket and scribbled a number before tossing it at me. "Enough. It's just a broken cello. Why are you making such a fuss? This old, second-hand cello is worth at most a hundred thousand. Here's a million. You can buy ten more with that!"

I looked calmly at the cello on the floor, which couldn't be repaired. I said softly, "That's right. It's broken. Some things can't be fixed, no matter the cost."