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 your

but I don’t let

the reason you left me? Because you thought I cheated on

you f

“Abby–”

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

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

“I’m just telling you

around the desk. I take a step back. If he thinks he

and a hug, then he’s got

says. “For a long time,

divorce? That’s why you were so cold at

look a little regretful. It’s all coming together now. I guess

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

my head might explode.

“I can’t believe this.”

glare at him. “Abby, please.

panties in the garden.

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

on them and you never thought to talk to me

jump straight to divorce?

right now. I’m sure that I need to sit down judging from how my head

gardener’s semen on my underwear. But instead,

this fight. No

what’s even worse is that, from the sound of it,

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

“I was already suspicious,” he says

And you always seemed to be putting on your cutest

ts together,

“What is with you and thinking that women are

I can guarantee I never did any of those things, and you were just being an insecure

for reasons to make

sagging

that’s great for you Karl, but that doesn’t change the last few

in this

the bad guy. She told

lets out a huff and passes his hand over his face. “I’m sorry. I

I told her that back when I was

blinking back the tears that are threatening

set things straight with

that will fix everything.” I can’t help but think of Jimmy, and all the

your

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

you. No one else knows the reason we

“Not even me, apparently.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“F uck you.”