บททั้งหมดของ Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: บทที่ 461 - บทที่ 470

Dillon’s POV I double checked to make sure my anchor was dropped and secure, then I lowered the small dinghy into the water. I had to go into town for supplies, since I was running low. And by ‘town’, I meant village. I’d been anchored off the coast of this small Mexican village for a few months now. I’d stumbled on it as I sailed my way down the coast of Mexico. It looked like as good a village as any to hang out for awhile, so I’d dropped anchor and stayed. I hadn’t planned on staying this long, but somehow, the days turned into weeks and those turned into months. I bought the yacht in Florida right after I left the estate. I paid for it in cash, and although she had her quirks, she’d been good to me, this yacht. She was a sailing yacht, not overly large and manageable with just myself. She had a small sleep quarter, a galley, and a lounging area off the rear. Her sails were in good working condition, and she’d become home for

Dillon’s POV Pregnant? The word took a moment to take full hold of me. A baby? Cassandra was having a baby? OUR baby? But when? How? I stared at the message scribbled on the napkin. Was this some sort of joke? A prank? Cameron had sent me a lot of messages though. I knew in my heart that it wasn’t a joke. This was real. This was happening. “She’s having a baby,” I said out loud, in a daze. Marilla and Pablo smiled. “Congratulations, Senor Dillon,” Marilla said. “Here, this is on the house.” She poured me a shot of tequila and slid it across the bar. I slammed it back without even thinking. My heart was racing and my thoughts spun. I should have checked in with the bar sooner. How long had Cameron been trying to get a hold of me? I’d been selfish, holed up in Mexico, cut off from the world. And now Cass was pregnant. “You

One Month Later Cassandra’s POV “So, it looks like you have a wealth of experience with high fashion,” I said to the young woman sitting across from me. She smiled brightly. “I really need a dedicated team. The hours will be long, but it’s rewarding work. Do you feel you’re up to the challenge?” She nodded. “Absolutely,” she said. “I’d be honored to work for you. I’m a long time fan of your designs. I won’t let you down. I promise.” I liked her. Of all the people I’d interviewed that day, she really stood out to me. She was young, hungry, and willing to learn, which was exactly what I needed. “All right, Samantha,” I said, extending my hand. “You’re hired. Welcome to Petals in Bloom.” “Really,” she gushed, taking my hand and shaking it vigorously. “This is…amazing.” She actually reminded me a lot of myself at that age. Wide-eyed and ready to take on the world. I knew in my heart that she’d be a good fit. Plu

Cassandra’s POV “I’d been wondering when you’d show up,” I said. My mouth felt dry. My heart was hammering in my chest. “Is that so?” he said, raising an eyebrow. Fuck, he was handsome as ever. Just as I remembered him. Sebastian and those damn eyes had invaded my mind countless times over the past few months. He’d just sort of appear in my mind, dark and dangerous, at the most unlikely of times. Of course, I’d push him out of my head. He’d been off-limits. A mistake. An encounter I never should have had. The text from him had been the catalyst for my argument with Dillon the night of Stella’s wedding. Which had, in turn, caused Dillon to go back to the hotel room alone, setting the stage perfectly for Laura to slip into bed with him. I’d blocked Sebastian’s number immediately. I’d been upset at the time. How dare he text me. How dare he have the audacity to contact me like that. I didn’t hear fro

Cassandra’s POV True to his word, Sebastian ‘courted’ me over the next month. So much so that he became a staple in my life. Sometimes, he would just appear without warning, ready to whisk me away to the opera, or dinner, or the theatre. One Friday afternoon, he pulled up in a limousine. “We are going to the French Riviera for the weekend,” he declared. “I have packed things for you. Get in.” It was exciting, being with Sebastian. He always took care of every single little detail. He ordered the wine, the meals, and bought the tickets. And yes, when we went to the French Riviera, he’d brought an entire suitcase full of clothes for me, all of them my size, all of them my style. He was unlike any man I’d ever been with. Eyes turned onto him when he walked into a room. He took up space. He commanded respect by his very demeanor. And he made me feel like I was the center of the Universe. He didn’t even try to kiss me again