Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 32: Abby Confronts Karl
Abby

One of his guards is standing at the front door, and his eyebrows go up when he sees me. I recognize

him from back in the day. Jimmy, if I’m remembering right. We never interacted much. He was still new

when we got our divorce. Does he know why Karl left me? Do all his staff think I cheated and wronged

him? G od, I can’t believe this is happening.

“I’m here to see Karl,” I bite out.

“I’ll take you,” he says, his eyebrows shooting up at my tone. Hopefully, he knows my anger isn’t

directed at him. I can’t even rein it in enough to be mildly pleasant.

He leads me to Karl’s office, knocking softly on the door.

“Yes?” Karl calls.

“Ms. Abby, here to see you.”

I refrain at the last moment from rolling my eyes. Jimmy’s just doing his job. He’s not the one who

deserves to have his head bitten off. I force myself to wait until Karl says to let me in, before I stomp

into the room, practically closing the door in Jimmy’s face. I’ll have to remember to apologize to him

later when I’m not so angry.

Karl is lounging in his office chair, a crystal glass balanced on his lap. There’s some sort of brown liquid

inside. Probably Scotch, but it could be Bourbon. Based on what I can see of the bar cart, he’s got

both.

“You such a f ucking as shole,” I start. I figure it’s a pretty good opening for what I have to say.

His eyebrows shoot up, mimicking Jimmy. They look sort of alike, come to think of it. Same wavy hair.

Same chocolate brown eyes. Same bewildered look on their faces.

“Pardon?”

“I just found out that I apparently screwed the gardener when we were together,” I hiss. “Now this is

news to me, but maybe there’s something you know that I don’t. So enlighten me.”

He puts down his glass and stands up. “Abby–”

“Shut up,” I snap. “I can’t believe you told Tiffany I cheated on you.” He winces slightly. “Who else have

this to, exactly? All our friends?

his head, but I don’t let

me? Because you thought I

“Are you f u cking

“Abby–”

Karl, I could kill you. I

but he quickly masks his expression. “Don’t

not?” I spit. “I’m just

and walks around the desk. I take a step back. If he thinks he can fix this with

and a hug, then

a long time,

why you wanted a divorce? That’s why you were

decency to look a little regretful. It’s

cheat, that means it’s time to get back

my head might explode.

“I can’t believe this.”

forward, and I glare at him. “Abby, please.

a pair of your panties in the

pair of my panties outside and thought to test them? Hell, you

man’s c um on them and you

jump straight to divorce? G od, that’s

right now. I’m sure that I need to sit down judging

from picturing the gardener’s semen on my

not going to back down from this fight. No amount of groveling is going to fix the fact

jealousy. And what’s even worse is that, from

panties to fulfill some sort of sick

however, appears mostly unperturbed. “I was already suspicious,”

so… friendly together. And you always seemed to be putting on

your ti ts together, sticking your

blurt out, grimacing. “What is with you and thinking that women are always acting sl

ucked? I can guarantee I never did any of those things, and

for reasons

sighs, his shoulders sagging

that’s great for you Karl, but that doesn’t change the last few years. You don’t get to

my life, acting like you’re the victim in this

thinks I’m the bad guy. She

lets out a huff and passes his hand over his face.

I told her that

doesn’t make it okay,” I murmur, blinking back the tears

set things straight

I can’t help but think of Jimmy, and all the others. “So,

all your

his head. “Abby, no. I told Tiffany because she noticed me spiraling

No one else knows the reason we

“Not even me, apparently.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“F uck you.”