Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 0156
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 Adam? What about your scheming secretary and

fired them, everything’s just going to be

to clean up my mess.

be part of

but all I

I sigh. What’s the harm in letting

long as I

of my decision. “You can return to

the extra help around here. And I’ll

distance.”

face softens, as if I’ve just thrown him a

“You really think I’d still go with you if I

of emotions

“You’re

hide the complicated swirl

Karl?”

he asks, a glimmer of hope lighting up his

me

if he could find the solution to

let you down.

not trusting myself to speak. With a last lingering glance, he walks away,

my thoughts.

…

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

my life yet again—albeit at a

I’ve ever done, and

next. No doubt she’ll be furious with me, and there could

and Karl. I can still barely

how can I

door chimes, signaling the arrival of a

the host stand reveals Mr. Thompson, the

shuffling his way in.

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

brings you

smiles, his eyes filled with an uncomfortable blend

anything, Abby. May I

follow me. Once we’re in my office, I let

exhaling as if carrying the weight of

change to the cook-off,” he