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

at something Karl has just said. A pang of jealousy surges through

Karl announces, setting the

shake off the jealousy, reminding myself that Karl and I are just

a lot to

a softness in his eyes that makes my stomach churn with a

“Need anything

good, thanks.” Then, I

you doing, Gianna?”

responds tersely, a frosty undertone to her voice. Then,

to you privately? We need to sort some things out before

in my direction as if

way with

feeling a strange knot tighten in

something—something that unsettles me.

snorts with what sounds like outright

turn back to the counter. “Let’s not focus on

it

“Though, for the record, you’ve got no reason to

your place, especially

not jealous,” I insist, although her words make me feel unexpectedly warm. “Karl

I have no

she knows better, but she doesn’t push it.

out the fresh salmon, vibrant vegetables,

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