Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 8 – The Truth
Karl

I put down the stack of papers and lean back in my chair. I’ve spent the better part of the morning going

over the report from my investigators, and I’m still struggling to wrap my head around everything they

found.

It seems like Abby has had a tough couple of years. Even though her father gave her a generous

severance package, his business has clearly been struggling. He even had to sell their house,

something I know must have been hard for Abby, who spent her childhood there.

Her father was a supplier for the former Alpha, and her family was very wealthy as a result. When we

married, though, she offered to change suppliers to avoid suspicion.

We didn’t want people to see me as a selfish Alpha. I don’t think either of us realized how much of a

strain that would put on her father’s business, even if he was completely understanding of our decision.

After our divorce, Abby started as a backroom apprentice at a restaurant. By doing so, she managed to

save up a sum of money.

Looking at the pictures of her from that time makes something in my heart hurt. She looks haggard,

worked to the bone, and there’s a hollowness in her eyes that makes me feel incredibly guilty. I know I

caused that broken look on her face. I never imagined she felt as heartbroken as I did. She cheated on

me, after all.

From there, she moved to the capital to start her own business. Using some contacts left behind by me,

she was able to build her restaurant into a must-go spot. Now she’s doing great. She owns one of the

top eateries here, which is a feat in and of itself.

Her acquaintances describe her as incredibly smart, great at maintaining relationships, sweet, and

information about her patrons. Everyone my

to say about

to focus on any

evidence that she has gone on quite a few since

been in

of herself into her business, and

can’t reconcile this person with the girl I used to know.

I just never took it seriously. I thought

the other hand, seems to

he’s working now, it

find him,

on interviews with my staff, Abby was always really friendly. She was close to

them. She always loved to cook and would often get them to

photos I saw of

everyone, not

though. How would her panties have gotten in the weed pile

I can’t think of

doesn’t refute any of the physical evidence

her

my heart shattered. I really loved her,

someone else broke me.

doctor. I employed

the fabric, including Justin’s semen. It’s hard to refute evidence like that.

developed that can pinpoint the time.

if only to get

he says when he

rub my temples. “Did you do the tests

the results here. Just give

pull up the

I’m not sure

the panties appeared at least 24 hours after

“What does that mean?”

the panties had them on

appeared.”

true, then Abby didn’t have an

did something with

down

back in my chair. I can’t believe it. If only