Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 97: Fool Me Thrice
Abby

The room is dead silent when Karl finishes telling his story. I’m in utter shock, and I think he is, too. In a

way, now that I think of it, it all makes sense. And yet, all these years, neither of us ever saw it coming.

“So your butler…” I pause, swallowing. “Conspired with your secretary to sow discord between us?”

Karl nods quietly. “It appears so,” he murmurs.

In a way, I feel a sense of understanding wash over me. And yet, it doesn’t completely absolve Karl of

his sins. No matter how much Gianna sunk her claws in over the years, he still did what he did by

giving those rare ingredients to Adam. And for that, I still don’t know if I can ever forgive him.

As though reading my mind, Karl’s eyes lock onto mine, and there’s an intensity in them that I haven’t

seen in years. His gaze is heavy, but it’s also completely genuine.

“I know that I never should have gone against you, Abby. I’ve messed up, and I’m sorry,” he says

quietly. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you if you’ll allow me.”

My chest feels like it’s been hollowed out, replaced with a cavern of disbelief and mistrust. Could this

really be the man who turned my life upside down?

“Sorry?” I find myself hissing. “You really think a simple apology can make this right? Regardless of

what Gianna and Gerald did, you still gave my ex rare ingredients behind my back to make him leave

me, Karl. That can’t be forgiven.”

His jaw tightens. “No,” he admits, his voice barely more than a whisper. “I know that there’s no way I

can undo the past, but I can try to make the future better. For you, and for your career.”

A part of me, a part I don’t want to acknowledge, wants to believe him. But the other part, the part that

remembers every night I spent alone, every tear shed in solitude, screams at me to keep my guard up.

“You’ve made a mess, Karl,” I say, controlling the tremor in my voice. “A mess that you expect me to

about your scheming secretary and butler? You think just

just going to be

head. “I don’t expect you to clean up my mess. But I’d

To be part of the solution,

for the lie, the deceit, but all I see is a man

in letting him help

As long as I keep

the gravity of my decision. “You can return

need the extra

distance.”

thrown him a lifeline. “And

scoff. “You really think I’d still go

see a host of emotions flash through his eyes. Hope,

“You’re

to hide the complicated

Karl?”

of hope lighting

make me

eyes searching mine as if he could find the solution to

won’t let you down. Not this time. Not

to speak. With a last lingering glance,

my thoughts.

…

could return to the restaurant. I’m still digesting the weight

Karl back into my life yet

thing I’ve ever done, and honestly,

Chloe when I see her next. No doubt she’ll be furious with me, and

altercation between her and Karl. I can still barely convince

decision here, so how can I

arrival of a guest.

A glance up from the host stand reveals Mr.

shuffling his way in.

hello, Mr. Thompson,” I greet, trying to mask the

brings you

filled with an uncomfortable blend of apology and professionalism. “I hope

Abby. May I speak

we’re in my office, I let him take the chair opposite mine.

as if carrying the weight

to the cook-off,” he starts, his words