Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 224

“Abby? What’s going on? Shouldn’t you be at the studio?” I ask, blinking in

confusion. Did I sleep through the whole day or something? Did I miss the cookoff?

She pushes past me, her eyes scanning me from head to toe like a worried

mother as she makes her way into my apartment. “Karl, you’re not sick, are

you? Please, for the love of god, tell me you’re not sick.”

I close the door behind her, my brows knitting in confusion. “Sick? No, I’m just a

bit hungover, but other than that, I’m fine. Why? What are you doing here?”

“You’re sure you’re not sick?” Abby presses, leaning in, her eyes still wide but

now tinged with a sliver of hope.

Enter title…

I throw my hands up in the air. “Would I lie about that? No, I’m not sick, just

hungover, Abby. Now will you tell me why you’re here looking like the world’s

about to end when you’re supposed to be heading to the competition?”

She sighs, the tension leaving her shoulders, but only for a second. “Karl, both

John and Anton have food poisoning. They can’t even stand, let alone be my

chefs for the

wide with shock. “Food poisoning?

that seafood dish we

mix of worry and annoyance. “You

did you?”

shake my head. I don’t like

all the

happen!”

my reflection in the mirror hanging

all like

find myself asking, my gaze sliding back to

in the eyes, her gaze piercing.

only one I can think of who

be

A Hasty

Abby

wide as I drop my bomb on

be my sous chef

air.

moment of silence, filled only by the sound of

chest, before Karl

Absolutely not. I’m sorry,

like I’m about

was my last viable option. I can’t show up to the competition without

can’t pull out of the

Why?” I ask,

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