All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 411 - Chapter 420

Cassandra’s POV Stella had dreamed of having snow for her wedding. But since we’d moved up the wedding date, there wasn’t going to be any snow. It was the one thing I couldn’t give her. Or at least, that’s what I thought. It was a simple solution, really. Jordyn came up with the idea, and once he told me, I honestly didn’t know why I hadn’t thought of it myself. The ballroom had a little terrace area outside, attached through French doors. It wasn’t a big space, but it was big enough for what we needed. Jordyn had arranged everything, and as we stood waiting to be announced for the wedding party grand entrance, Jordyn assured me that the surprise was in place. “What surprise?” Stella asked again. “Never you mind,” I said to her. “You’ll see.” We all took our places, lined up outside the doors. Dillon had to escort both me and Laura, since Cameron was with Stella now. But whatever. All the guests h

I was painfully aware of how quiet it was in the ballroom while everyone waited for me to start my speech. You could hear a pin drop. I swallowed, my heart pounding in my chest. I glanced at Stella’s expectant face. I had no idea what I was going to do. I felt like an idiot, standing there in silence. “Um, hello,” I started. The mic gave a loud squeal of feedback that made me recoil. ‘Come on, Cass, get your shit together,’ I told myself. This was exactly what Laura wanted, to derail you. Don’t let her win. Think of something to say. No one knows Stella and Cameron better than you.’ “I always wanted a sister.” The words came out, surprising me. Stella nodded. So did several other people in the crowd. “But I was stuck with Cameron,” I blurted out. This made several people chuckle. ‘Okay. Yes. Good. That’s a good start.’ “But I guess Stella’s stuck with him now, hey?” More people laughed. This helped

Jordyn’s POV Laura didn’t respond, but she cocked her head to the side. She let me lead her around the dance floor, even though neither of us wanted to dance with each other. I’d made it known that I wasn’t going to let her out of my sight, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to let her anywhere near Dillon. That proved far more difficult than I’d anticipated though. It seemed like every time I turned my back, I turned around to find Laura with Dillon. It was like the woman had some sort of magical teleport wand that she just flicked and bam – she was at Dillon’s side. The party and dance were in full swing, and it was hard to keep tabs on her. She kept getting away from me and somehow finding Dillon. She was playing games and we both knew it. Like a messed up hide and seek through a throng of semi-drunk guests in pajamas. I wasn’t about to let up though. I interrupted them at the chocolate fountain. I joined them at a table

Cassandra’s POV Every time I saw Dillon, he was with Laura. Dillon and Laura at the chocolate fountain. Dillon and Laura on the dance floor. Dillon and Laura sitting at a table. Jordyn was trying to keep them apart, and I appreciated that. But he shouldn’t have to. It was one thing for Laura to be tracking down Dillon. She’d made her intentions very clear. She was trying to get between us and win him back. So I wasn’t surprised by her bold advances. What did surprise me though was Dillon. He wasn’t exactly fending her off. He was talking to her, laughing with her, drinking with her. Hell, he even danced with her once or twice before Jordyn cut in. I know there was tension between us. But I felt like sometime between the photo shoot and dinner, things sort of shifted. It could have just been stress, but I felt like maybe, just maybe, Dillon was actively avoiding me. Which didn’t make sens

Dillon’s POV I couldn’t believe it started raining right in the middle of their vows. Like, really? But even more unbelievable was the way in which Stella just laughed, as though it was all just a big joke. We couldn’t help but laugh along. If the bride wasn’t going to lose her shit over the rain, then we sure as hell weren’t going to either. The photo shoot turned out to be a blast. It was actually a lot of fun, taking pictures in the rain, sopping wet. Of course, during the entire ceremony and photo shoot, I couldn’t help but think about Cass and I. We couldn’t really start planning our wedding yet, not with Stella being sick and all. But when I saw Cassandra walking down the aisle, I imagined what she would look like in her own bridal gown. She was breathtakingly beautiful, even when her hair was wetter than a drowned rat’s from the rain. When it was our turn to take our pics, I brushed the wet hair from Cassandra’s face and l