All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 521 - Chapter 530

Dillon’s POV I surveyed the fully packed suitcases in the foyer. “So, these are all full?” I asked. Cassandra bit her lip and nodded, an excited look in her eyes. “You and Stella spent the day buying a whole new wardrobe for the trip?” I’d been stunned when Cassandra showed up after dinner, her car full of suitcases. “Yes,” she said, still biting her lip. “And new suitcases too.” “Mine too? I mean, you bought me a suitcase full of clothes?” “I did,” she nodded proudly. “So everything’s right here? Ready to go?” “It is,” she smiled. “I’m not really sure what to say,” I told her. “It was Stella’s idea,” she told me. “Of course it was,” I nodded. “You’re not mad, are you?” Cassandra asked. “At you?” I teased. “Never.” I reached out and pulled her in for a tight hug. I had to admit that although it was a bit crazy, it was also kinda br

Stella’s POV Cass was waiting for me as I scurried towards the yoga studio.“You’re almost late,” she frowned, holding out her watch, her yoga bag slung over her shoulder.“Ah yes, but ‘almost’ does not late make,” I said wisely.Cass chuckled and rolled her eyes.“Come on,” she said, turning for the door. “Let go torture ourselves.”“All in the name of fitness,” I replied.We went inside, stripped down, and took our usual place at the back. Hot yoga was our weekly ritual – every Tuesday, come hell or high water, we met for a hot yoga class on the corner of Eighth and Vine. We sweat our tits off for an hour, then we promptly rewarded ourselves with a lukewarm beer and a heaping plate of nachos at this sleazy pub we’d been going to since college. The only rule was that we weren’t allowed to talk about work, the kids, or our husbands. Instead, we talked about politics, or world affairs, or which celeb was dating which celeb. You know, current affairs.

Stella’s POV “Houston, we have a problem,” I said to Cameron the moment I got home. Rose saw me and ran straight for my arms. I hefted her onto my hip. Tulia glanced up from the kitchen table where she was working on her homework. “Hey Mom,” she smiled. “Hello, love muffin,” I smiled back. Then I locked eyes with Cameron. “We need to talk. Now.” I motioned for us to go somewhere out of ear shot as I set down Rose. “Go and color with your sister, honey,” I told her. She waddled away and took her seat at the kitchen table with Tulia. Grabbing Cameron by the elbow, I dragged him into the living room. He wiped his hands on his apron. “What is it?” he asked. “I have cookies in the oven, so whatever it is, make it quick.” “Dillon’s planning a surprise vow renewal for Cassandra,” I started. “Of course he is. It’s Dillon,” Cameron said dryly. “Yes. But…Cassandra just informed me that she’s also planning on

Cassandra’s POV The water was crystal clear and the sand felt euphoric between my toes. Jordyn and Dakota were taking a nap after what sounded like a disastrous journey here. So we all offered to take little Stanley to the beach with us. Dillon, Stella and I all lounged in our chairs, sipping a Pina Colada from a giant coconut while Cameron built sand castles with all the kids. Since our arrival, I’d been floored by how beautiful and relaxing the resort was. I was pretty wired up when we got here, but in the past twenty four hours, I’d managed to really relax. The adults were all having dinner together tonight while the kids went to the kid’s club. Tulia and Jordie were especially excited, since the resort featured a rope climbing wall and an escape room that they couldn’t wait to try out. The actual wedding ceremony was on the last night of the trip. Dakota and Jordie were staying an extra week as honeymooners, and we were takin

Dillon’s POV The ocean breeze was a little cooler so early in the morning, which I appreciated. I’d been running along the beach for well over half an hour, and I was sweating pretty badly. Everything was in order for my surprise vow renewal, which would take place after Jordyn and Dakota’s afternoon wedding. Stella had come through and packed Cass a beautiful dress. Every time I thought about it, I got a shiver of excitement. I couldn’t wait to profess my love for her all over again. The sun was still low on the horizon when I got back to our room, and I was surprised to see Cass already up. The kids were still sound asleep, worn out from their big day yesterday. “There you are,” Cass said, sidling up to me. She was still in her silk night gown, her hair messy from sleep. She was stunning. I planted a kiss on her cheek and told her I was going to take a quick shower. “I ordered us some room service,” she sa