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? Our

shakes his head, but I don’t

me? Because you thought I

“Are you f u

“Abby–”

Karl, I could kill you. I really could. I think I might hate

face falls a little, but he quickly masks his

just telling you

a step back.

a hug, then he’s got another thing

long time, I did think you cheated

that’s why you wanted a divorce? That’s why you were so cold at

At least he has the decency to look a little regretful.

didn’t cheat, that means it’s time to get back together. I’m honestly so angry I

my head might explode.

“I can’t believe this.”

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

pair of your panties

panties outside and thought to test them?

on them and you never thought to talk to me about it?

to divorce? G od, that’s

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

is sick from picturing the gardener’s semen on my underwear. But

I’m not going to back down from this fight. No amount of groveling is going

ruined our relationship over petty jealousy. And what’s even worse is that, from the

to fulfill some sort of sick sex-fantasy.

“I was already suspicious,”

seemed to be putting

together, sticking

you and thinking that women are always acting sl

of those things, and you were just being an insecure

just hunting for reasons to make yourself even more

sighs, his shoulders sagging slightly. “I know that

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

the victim in this whole situation. None of this was my fault,

the bad guy. She told Adam I’m disloyal,”

hand over his face. “I’m sorry. I forgot to tell

She still thinks you cheated. I told her that

make it okay,” I murmur, blinking back the tears that are threatening to

set things straight with

because that will fix everything.” I can’t help but think

your staff,

shakes his head. “Abby, no. I told Tiffany because she noticed me spiraling and demanded to

I left you. No one else knows

“Not even me, apparently.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“F uck you.”