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 family? What about your

but I don’t let him

reason you left me? Because you thought I

f

“Abby–”

I really could. I think I might

but he quickly masks his expression. “Don’t say

just telling you

a step back. If he thinks he can

then he’s

long time, I did

a divorce? That’s why you were

the decency to look a little regretful. It’s all coming together now. I

that means it’s time to get

my head might explode.

“I can’t believe this.”

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

a pair of your panties in the garden.

outside and thought to test them? Hell, you found

and you never thought

straight to

to sit down judging from how

the gardener’s semen on my underwear. But

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

our relationship over petty jealousy. And what’s even

fulfill some sort of sick sex-fantasy. It makes me want

was already suspicious,” he says simply. “You

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

ti ts together, sticking your

I blurt out, grimacing. “What is with you and

ucked? I can guarantee I never did any of those

just hunting for reasons to make yourself even more

shoulders sagging slightly. “I

that doesn’t change the

like you’re the victim in this whole

bad guy. She told Adam

over his face. “I’m sorry. I forgot to tell her that new

still thinks you cheated. I told her that

I murmur, blinking back the tears

things straight

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

all your staff,

told Tiffany because

left you. No one else knows the reason we

“Not even me, apparently.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“F uck you.”