Chapter 0133
Abby

I’m in the kitchen organizing my thoughts, sketching out a me ntal roadmap for tonight’s three-course

extravaganza as I mumble under my breath.

“Sauvignon Blanc with the salmon… Hmm… Maybe I should prepare cappuccinos with the torte for

dessert…”

Just then, the door swings open, and in walks Karl, bags of groceries in hand. Gianna, his ever-present

secretary, trails closely behind him.

My heart does a little dance at the sight of Karl, a knee-jerk reaction I’ve never been able to fully quell.

Even with my wolf being asleep, the presence he creates when he walks into a room always makes her

lurch in my mind, as though she can always sense him in her sleep.

In a way, it’s frustrating. I want to yell at my wolf for leaving me alone and then momentarily

reappearing every time the man who broke my heart walks into the room, but I know it won’t do any

good.

However, something else is on my mind right now. I can’t help but notice how well they seem to get

Karl has just

Karl announces, setting the bags on the

and I are

a lot to

Karl replies, a softness in his eyes that makes my stomach churn with a mix

longing. “Need anything

my head. “No. I’m good, thanks.” Then, I turn to

you doing, Gianna?”

she responds tersely, a frosty undertone to

I speak to you privately? We need

course,” Karl says, casting a glance in my direction as if to say ‘I’ll be back soon.’ They both

the way with a

feeling a strange knot tighten in my stomach.

something—something that unsettles me.

Elsie snorts with what sounds like outright

to the counter. “Let’s not focus on her, Elsie. We’ve

and it has to

says. “Though, for the record, you’ve

place, especially not her.”

words make me

no

me a look that says she knows better, but she doesn’t push it. Instead, she

salmon, vibrant vegetables, and a variety of

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