All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 541 - Chapter 550

Dillon’s POV I knew as soon as I saw the picnic basket that she’d planned some sort of romantic excursion for us. I was touched, really touched, since I usually took the lead in all things ‘romantic’. We climbed onto the catamaran, and I knew instantly that we were both severely underdressed. The catamaran would give off a slight spray from the waves, and without the warmth of the sun, we’d both be cold. Not wanting to rain on her parade though, I simply wrapped my arms around her to keep us both warm. I would have brought a blanket, but this was her gig, so we sipped hot coffee as the catamaran bounced through the waves. The water was a bit choppy, bordering on rough, thanks to the wind. By the time we stopped, the wind had really picked up, and the catamaran was swaying pretty badly. I almost asked her if she’d checked the weather (something I would have done), but stopped myself. “More coffee?” she asked, trying to hide the fact that she

Jordyn’s POV There had never been, in the history of the entire world, a bride as beautiful as my Dakota. One look at her, in the dress designed by Cass, and I melted. I had to hold my shit together or I was going to be a blubbering idiot. Cass, sensing my emotions, took my hand. “Deep breaths,” she told me, squeezing my hand. “She hasn’t even walked down the aisle yet.” I nodded and inhaled a deep breath. The sun was shining and there was a warm breeze coming off the water. It felt like a fairy tale, too perfect to be real. Cameron came down the aisle first, a stoic expression on his face as he tossed flower petals from a large basket, followed by our gaggle of kids who did the same. They’d spent the morning in the kids club, and then we’d dressed them up and told Jordie and Tulia that they were in charge of the kids during the ceremony. Thank god for Cameron and his comic relief. It was a welcome respite to the emotions threat

Stella’s POV There are few things I like more than a good party, and the celebration after the wedding was exactly that. I was still Maid of Honor, of course, as my official duties didn’t end until midnight, as far as I was concerned, so I doted on Dakota, making sure her drink was always full. Of course, I made damn sure mine was too. The wedding had been really beautiful, simple and sincere. And it was hard to believe that we were all leaving tomorrow. Well, except for Dakota and Jordyn. Cassandra was a saint and was hauling Stanley back with her while they had their honeymoon, which we all know is just another word for ‘sex fest’. But I was happy for them. They deserved to stay in Cancun a little longer, since they lived in the butt fuck arctic as far as I was concerned. Let them soak in the sun while they could. They’d be back in their parkas before they knew it. A mariachi band played some pretty good tunes, and we danced, at

Stella’s POV After dropping Cassandra off with Dillon, I practically skipped back to the party. I knew what Dillon had planned and it was good, but instead of feeling jealous this time, I was on cloud nine. I’d always secretly wished that Cameron would be a little more romantic, but the bomb shell he’d just dropped on me more than made up for all the times he’d let the romance slide. I paused at the edge of the party, watching Cameron dance. He was surrounded by all the kids, and they were all laughing hysterically, trying to imitate his various dance moves. My heart skipped a beat. What a man. Sure, he wasn’t the most romantic guy out there. And sure, he drove me completely crazy sometimes. But he’d just done something so beautiful for me, for our family, and as I watched him dance with the kids, I found myself falling in love with him all over again. How had he pulled that off? Where the hell had he found a baby? Ho

Dillon’s POV The wedding dress had been Stella’s idea, and I had to give it to her, she’d really delivered. It was still the same dress, but also different. More elegant, more of an actual wedding dress. I knew that Cassandra would love the vow renewal. It was romantic and simple, but from the heart, with the waves lapping behind us and the sunset painting the sky in brilliant pastels. The justice of the peace had been easy to find, with the help of the resort. I’d bought the ring right before we left, something new that spoke to our family now, with three extra diamonds for each of our precious children. Cassandra thought I’d preplanned my vows, but I hadn’t. I hadn’t needed to. When it came to Cassandra, words of love just rolled off my tongue. Our vows now to each other were similar to the ones we would have spoken when we first got married, except they were different too. When we first got married, we didn’t know what our marriage would look like.