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

telling this to, exactly? All our friends? Our family? What

head, but I don’t

left me? Because you thought I cheated on

you f

“Abby–”

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

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

I spit. “I’m just

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

hug, then he’s got

a long time, I did think you cheated on

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

least he has the decency to look a little regretful. It’s

means it’s time to get back together. I’m honestly so

my head might explode.

“I can’t believe this.”

at him. “Abby, please. You were always

found a pair of your panties in the garden. They had

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

and you

jump straight to divorce? G

shocked right now. I’m sure that I need to

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

down from this fight. No amount of groveling is going to fix the fact

ruined our relationship over petty jealousy. And what’s even worse

sort of

mostly unperturbed. “I was already suspicious,” he says

always seemed to be putting on your

together, sticking your as

I blurt out, grimacing. “What is with you and thinking that women are

I never did any of those things, and

just hunting for reasons to make yourself even

sighs, his shoulders sagging slightly. “I know

change the last few years. You don’t get to just

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

I’m the bad guy. She told Adam

passes his hand over his face. “I’m sorry. I forgot

still thinks you cheated. I told her that back when I was

murmur, blinking back the

things straight

I can’t help but think of Jimmy, and

your staff,

his head. “Abby, no. I told Tiffany

I left you. No one else knows the reason we

“Not even me, apparently.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“F uck you.”