All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Cassandra’s POVI glanced down at my arm. He was holding it way too tightly. I saw anger flash in his eyes, but then as quickly as it had come, it dissipated. A shadow crossed his face as he furrowed his brows and frowned.“Let go of my arm,” I told him curtly. He did, but his gaze remained fixed on me.“Please,” he said. “You can’t cancel the meeting. You have to…think about it. The merger.”I remained standing. I didn’t want to think about. Hell, I already had. But Stella had seen it all so clearly. The merger would benefit Jordyn’s company far more than ours. Hot House Flower was on the up and up. We were becoming quite well known. That was all Jordyn care about. He wanted to exploit the little bit of fame we’d built.I knew how his business mind worked. His company was not the right match for us. We didn’t have the same values. We didn’t want to be a corporation, not in that sense. We cared about our brand, our image, and our employees. If we merged, we’d lose all sense of what ma

Jordyn’s POVIt was stupid, I know. Thinking that just because our companies merged, they’d all somehow accept me as their friend. But the pressure and the lack of sleep were catching up to me, and my thoughts were hazy.All I knew as I stood there in that door at Dillon’s house, was that I wanted to be inside, with them, celebrating whatever it was they were celebrating. Our business collaboration was over so Cassandra had no need to see me anymore. And given the way I was treated at the hospital, I doubted any of them would ever willing hang out with me.BUT…if our companies merged and I was working alongside Cassandra, if we were colleagues, then they’d have to include me. It sounds so pathetic, now. Like I’m some kid on the playground, sitting alone on a bench because no one will play with him. But that’s honest to God how I felt.I harboured no delusions of winning Cassandra back. Not anymore. I just wanted to…to be her friend. So, in my twisted way of thinking, there was a lot mo

Cassandra’s POVI stepped out into the early evening air and shut the door behind me. I stumbled down the front steps, steadying myself on the hand railing.What the hell had just happened?My mind spun as I tried to process it. Jordyn had kissed me. He’d actually kissed me. I was furious and shocked. I was mad as hell. What had he done that? It was inconceivable to me.I got into my car and gripped the steering wheel with both hands.His company was bankrupt? I was stunned. He was a hot mess and I knew why now. He’d wanted to merge with my company to protect his assets. It was the only way to save him company. But what about my company? Did he even care what a merger would have done to Hot House Flower?“Fuck!” I slammed my hands on the steering wheel. This was so typical of Jordyn. He hadn’t been honest from the start. He’d hid the fact that his company was in financial trouble, knowing damn well we’d find out sooner or later.Needless to say, this was NOT what I’d been expecting whe

Cassandra’s POVI would have taken out a personal loan if I could have, but I didn’t have enough collateral to take out a personal loan.So the only way I could take out a loan big enough to cover the venue bill was to use Hot House Flower as collateral, which meant it would have to be a business loan.The idea had come to me late in the night, but I’d dismissed it right away. It had seemed too risky. If I defaulted on the loan, the bank could seize our company. But as I sat there in my office, the idea of a business loan started to seem more and more appealing.I mean, we had more than enough orders coming up to make the payments on the loan. Heck, I could possibly even pay it off before any one even noticed. One of our orders in particular, from a filthy rich heiress in Europe, would cover a good portion of the loan. She’d seen our designs in a high end fashion magazine and she wanted ten different pieces of unique formal wear. TEN!Plus, we had some orders for high end department st

Cassandra’s POVThere are no words to describe Bora Bora. That was the first thing I thought as our plane landed. The water was so clear you could see right through it. And the colors in the ocean were so spectacular, it didn’t even seem real. There were palm trees everywhere, and a huge, towering mountain in the distance. The moment we stepped off the plane, we were hit with warm, salt-scented air. It was impossible to be stressed here. The island had a welcoming, relaxed vibe that washed over you immediately. It truly was one of the most beautiful places on the planet, and I had to physically pinch myself because I couldn’t believe we were there.We climbed into a luxury sedan that drove us along a coastal road, past sun-kissed beaches. Dillon and I were sitting beside each other, and I couldn’t help but glance at his profile. He had clearly put a lot of effort into this trip and I was touched by it. This wasn’t just some run of the mill vacation. This was a once in a lifetime