All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 481 - Chapter 490

Cassandra’s POV Stella loved the designs, as I knew she would. She was very impressed by the entire store. She met some of the staff before I told them to take off early for the weekend. “This is…this is amazing,” she said, fingering the soft lace of one of my designs. “It’s more than I imagined. It’s…perfect.” I nodded enthusiastically. I still couldn’t believe Stella was actually standing right in front of me. And she looked great. The pink was back in her cheeks and she’d put on some weight, so she didn’t look so frail. She was waiting for her breast reconstruction surgery, and in the meantime, she was wearing nice, thick, padded bras. Her hair was still glowing back so she was still wearing wigs. But her eyes sparkled. It was an entirely different person than the one I’d left back home a few months ago. She looked like her old self again, and nothing could have made me happier. After we’d had a good tour

Cassandra’s POV Stella and I took our seats at a lovely little café that was open late. We both opted for a decaf coffee with a shot of liquor, a dessert coffee so to speak. We’d barely taken our seat when Stella started. She held up her hand as she spoke. “Look,” she said, sighing. “I know that it’s entirely possible that I caught him on a bad night, like he said. But Cassandra, as your best friend, I have to be completely honest. It’s also entirely possible that Sebastian is a controlling asshole.” Her words hung in the air between us. “He’s not though,” I shook my head. “Not normally. He’s usually very…attentive and charismatic.” “Attentive? Or controlling. He orders for you? Every time you’re out? Really Cass? And I swear, he had his hand on you the ENTIRE night. Like you were some sort of property.” I didn’t like where this conversation was going. “You don’t know him,” I told her.

Cassandra’s POV His tone made me recoil. “I…I texted you,” I stammered. “I drove Stella to the airport to say good bye.” “You were supposed to come with me, to a brunch,” he said, his voice low. “Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is to cancel at the last minute?” “You didn’t have to cancel. You could have gone without me?” He was glaring at me, his hands at his side. I took another step back instinctively. “No, Cassandra, I can’t go without you. You are my girlfriend. You are expected to be there. I told you this would be too much for you. You need to get your priorities straight.” I didn’t like his tone. He was chastising me. “I’m allowed to take my friend to the airport,” I said. “Your friend?” he laughed derisively. “She’s a fucking joke, Cassandra. She swears like a sailor and has absolutely no class. I tolerated her during her visit, but those aren’t the type of people you c

Cassandra’s POV I forgave Sebastian and let him back into my life. And for a while, everything was fine. It was like nothing had ever happened. He was as charming and doting as ever. He even stopped ordering for me at restaurants, and the whole thing just started to feel like a distant memory. He was even supportive of my company in a way he’d never been before. By the time the night of the launch came, Sebastian seemed actually very excited to be escorting me. The launch of Petals in Bloom had gone live that morning on social media, and we went viral. We were raking up the likes and followers by the thousands. Tons of celebrities and socialites flocked to our pages and dropped comments, which only helped to boost our popularity. Jordyn had arranged a high-end party for the launch at a fancy hotel in Paris. He’d invited all sorts of elite people, and Sebastian had done the same. Blaire and Antoinette were also coming in

Cassandra’s POV I wish I could say that was the end of it with me and Sebastian. It should have been. But like they say, hindsight is 20/20. I should have walked away right then and there, but I didn’t. Sebastian apologized, again. He said he didn’t know why he’d done that, and he promised that he’d get help. He agreed to go to anger management. He admitted that he knew he had a problem with his temper, and that he wanted to stop. He told me I was everything to him. That he worshipped me. That he knew he was being a bit too possessive, but that it was only because he loved me so much. I listened to him basically grovel at my feet and my head spun. I didn’t know what to say or think. I knew that what he had done was wrong, but in the moment, I wanted to believe him. I told him we needed a little space. He respected that. Over the next weeks, he gave me space. I thought about calling Stella or Jordyn, but honestly, I was embarrasse