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

our friends? Our family? What about

I don’t let him cut

you thought I cheated on you?” My voice rises with

you f u cking kidding

“Abby–”

Karl, I could kill you. I really could. I

he quickly masks his expression. “Don’t

not?” I spit. “I’m just telling you

shakes his head and walks around the desk. I take a step back. If

then he’s

I’m sorry,” he says. “For a long time, I did

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

look a little

cheat, that means it’s time to get back together. I’m

my head might explode.

“I can’t believe this.”

step forward, and I glare at him. “Abby, please. You were always so

and I found a pair of your panties in

panties outside and thought to test them? Hell, you found a

strange man’s c um on them and you never thought to talk to me about it?

to jump straight to divorce?

I need to sit down judging from how my head

sick from picturing the gardener’s semen on my underwear. But instead, I stand

to back down from this fight. No amount of groveling

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

stole my panties to fulfill some sort of sick sex-fantasy. It makes

was already suspicious,” he says

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

ti ts together,

you and thinking that

I can guarantee I never did any of

just hunting for reasons to make

sagging

change the last few years.

like you’re the victim in this whole situation. None of this

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

out a huff and passes his hand over his face. “I’m sorry. I forgot to tell her that new

you cheated. I told her that back when I was convinced it was

it okay,” I murmur, blinking back the tears

set things straight

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

all your staff,

told Tiffany because she noticed me spiraling

left you. No one else knows the

“Not even me, apparently.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“F uck you.”