All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 531 - Chapter 540

Stella’s POV “Stell, come here,” Cass whispered, motioning for me to follow her. We were all on the beach for a morning swim and play time with the kids. I was on my phone with the hotel concierge, trying to book a last minute private excursion for Dakota’s Bachorlette party. She hadn’t given me much notice, but I was more than capable of pulling a few strings. I was the Maid of Honor after all. This was my job. The kiddos were with Cameron and Dillon in the water. They’d been building sand castles with Jordyn and Dakota, but when they decided to swim instead, Dakota and Jordyn had taken over the castles. So yes, two grown adults were now building a sand castle empire on the beach. And they were pretty serious about it, too.But who was I to judge? “What is it?” I asked, walking away from the group towards Cass. Her eyes were sparkling. I knew that look. This was going to be about the surprise vow renewal. “

Dillon’s POV I didn’t even think. I just ran straight into the water and started swimming. I knew that Tulia had been caught in a rip tide, and that my chances of catching her weren’t good. Just as I knew that she’d taken off her life jacket. I’d seen her do it. Sneakily, without her father knowing. And she knew I saw her do it. But I’d only flashed her a conspiratorial smile and nodded. She was seven, and she wanted to push boundaries. I adored that kid. I loved her like a daughter. I honestly didn’t think that anything would come of it. Tulia was a strong swimmer and her and Jordie were just playing in the waves. What harm could come of that? The moment I heard Cameron call her name, I knew. Before I even saw her, bobbing out in the waves, a feeling of dread washed over me. Tulia had been pulled out by a rip tide. She wasn’t wearing her life jacket. Th

Stella’s POV I didn’t need anyone to tell me that I’d planned an epic bachelorette party. God, why were they so surprised? I was more than capable of planning things beyond strippers and booze. Sheesh. Friends of little faith. By the time Dakota got back to the table, I was eager to finish up lunch and get the party going. Although it wasn’t really a party. It was actually nothing like a party at all. It was… An adventure, shall I say? We all went back to our rooms. The men got ready for their parasailing, and Cass and I got together in her room and waited for Dillon to leave. Dakota thought we were meeting her in the spa in an hour for some pampering. She had no idea that her bachelorette party was happening today. That was part of the fun. We were going to kidnap her, hop onto a private car I’d chartered, and drive down into the jungle to see the Mayan ruins. We had a private tour

Jordyn’s POV I opened the ring box, just to check it again, for what was probably the hundredth time since we’d come to Cancun. This was partly because in our hurry to hook up the snowmobile and in the chaos of the snowstorm, I’d almost forgotten the damn thing. So I was a bit paranoid. Sure enough though, the ring was still there, right in the box, sparkling and magnificent, just as I’d left it. The ring belonged to my grandmother. It was an antique, with a rose colored diamond set off by a band of platinum and other diamonds. It was demure, and understated, just like Dakota. My father gave it to me the moment he found out I was engaged. I’d been surprised, since he hadn’t offered this ring to me when I’d married Cassandra. “It wasn’t the right ring for her,” he’d told me over the phone. “This is the right ring for Dakota.” My grandparents had had a long, happy marriage. Stanley had fallen hard for my grandma, just li

Cassandra’s POV Cam sat down to lunch with me, looking a bit frazzled. The rest of the gang had taken the kids for an excursion on a boat with a glass bottom. They were super excited to see all the fish, and honestly, I’d wanted to go too, but Cameron had me to have lunch with him, and when he’d asked, he had that look in his eyes – the look that said something was up. “Did you order?” Cameron asked, flipping open the menu. Then he closed it right away. “Who am I kidding? I already know what I want. Tacos, tacos, and more tacos.” “Cut to the chase, Cam,” I said dryly. “I saw the look in your eyes. Something’s up. So spill. What is it?” Cameron inhaled a deep breath and raked his hands through his hair. He knew there was no point in beating around the bush with me. As my brother, I was an expert on calling Cam on his bullshit. So there would be no small talk about the menu or tacos. He’d invited me to lunch for a reason.