All Chapters of Divorce and Regret, His Ex-wife is a Billionaire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Cassandra’s POV I whipped out my phone. “Who are you calling?” Stella asked, as I searched my contacts. “Jordyn,” I replied. “What? Why?” Stella asked, concern in her eyes. I knew what she was thinking. She thought I had reverted to calling Jordyn because I was upset and seeking comfort. But that wasn’t the case at all. “We need to let him know that our designs have been stolen,” I told her. “This could impact our collaboration and the entire fashion competition. He has a right to know.” Stella frowned. “I suppose,” she said reluctantly, but I heard the hesitation in her voice. “Just remember, he still thinks you’re a personal assistant.” Right. For a brief moment, I’d almost forgotten that as far as Jordyn was concerned, I was just a low-level employee who was overseeing some of the project while our chief designer was away. “Okay,” I said as I hit the call button. “I’ll tell him you called me in

Cassandra’s POV My eyes fluttered open but it was too bright so I closed them. Where was I? The room smelled of disinfectant. Confused, I opened my eyes again. I was shocked to find myself lying in a hospital bed. Disoriented, I struggled to understand. But then the memory flooded back to me. I’d been in the studio, sleep-deprived and exhausted when suddenly, I’d become very dizzy. ‘You must have fainted,’ I thought to myself. “Cass?” I turned to see Stella sitting on a chair at my bedside. She stood up and came to me when she saw that my eyes were open. There was someone standing behind her. I quickly realized that it was my brother, Cameron. “Jesus, Cassandra,” Cameron said. “You gave us quite a scare.” “What happened?” I asked. How did I get from the studio floor to a hospital? I looked at my wrist. I was hooked up to an IV. Stella saw the shocked look on my face. “It’s okay

Cassandra’s POV“Dillon?” I gasped. Dillon was the last person I expected to see in the hospital hallway. I felt even worse now that I’d ruined his shirt. “What are you doing here?”He smiled, the half-empty Styrofoam cup of coffee still in his hand.“I came to see you,” he told me.My stomach did a little flip-flop as he flashed me his boyish grin. He looked good, in navy pants and the crisp white shirt. The corners of his eyes crinkled as he smiled. If not for the massive coffee stain on the front of his shirt, he’d look like he just stepped out of the pages of a fashion magazine.He came to see ME? Actually? I wasn’t expecting that. I knew that Dillon and I had grown increasingly closer over the past few weeks. In fact, I was starting to think of him as one of my best friends. But I was surprised that he’d come all the way to the hospital just to see me.Surprised and somewhat confused…“How did you know I was here?” I asked, flummoxed.“Cameron told me,” Dillon said matter-of-factl

Cassandra’s POVI started to get in the car with Dillon, but as I did, I saw a couple walking across the parking lot. At first glance, they looked oddly familiar. I recognized the green wool jacket that the woman was wearing. I stopped and stared.The man had his arm around the woman.“Cassandra?” Dillon asked, noticing my pause.The couple was fairly far away, but I could see them clearly enough to know it was them – Jordyn and Ellie.‘What are Jordyn and Ellie doing here?’ I thought to myself. I stood and watched them cross the parking lot. Then I looked to the doors they’d just entered through the glass doors and I looked up to see the sign overhead.Those were the doors to the gynecology department. But why would they be going to see a gynecologist, I wondered.Unless…Was Ellie pregnant?“Is something wrong?” Dillon asked.“I…it’s Jordyn,” I stammered.“Where?” Dillon asked, his expression changing and his frown deepening.“Right there.” I pointed to the doors of the gynecology de

Cassandra’s POV“You don’t mean that,” Jordyn said, his eyes wide and serious.I did mean it though. I’d had enough of Jordyn and his constant interference in my life. When we agreed to the collaboration with Jordyn’s company, I knew it would come with its own unique set of challenges. But I’d honestly thought that Jordyn and I could maintain a professional relationship. I never, in a million years, thought he’d keep trying to barge into my personal life like this.What was he doing? Why was he even talking to me at all? His fiancé, and the mother of his child was currently waiting for him in the gynecology department. Why was he out here, arguing with me in the parking lot? He should be inside, with Ellie!“I mean it,” I told him, my voice firm with steely resolve. I’d tried multiple times to make it clear to Jordyn that I wanted nothing to do with any of his personal affairs. I’d done my best to be polite and cordial. But this was the last straw! I’d just been discharged from the hos