Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 32

Abby

One of his guards is standing at the front door, and his eyebrows go up when he sees me. I recognize him from back in the day. Jimmy, if I’m remembering right. We never interacted much. He was still new when we got our divorce. Does he know why Karl left me? Do all his staff think I cheated and wronged him? God, I can’t believe this is happening.

“I’m here to see Karl,” I bite out.

“I’ll take you,” he says, his eyebrows shooting up at my tone. Hopefully, he knows my anger isn’t directed at him. I can’t even rein it in enough to be mildly pleasant.

He leads me to Karl’s office, knocking softly on the door.

“Yes?” Karl calls.

“Ms. Abby, here to see you.”

I refrain at the last moment from rolling my eyes. Jimmy’s just doing his job. He’s not the one who deserves to have his head bitten off. I force myself to wait until Karl says to let me in, before I stomp into the room, practically closing the door in Jimmy’s face. I’ll have to remember to apologize to him later when I’m not so angry.

Karl is lounging in his office chair, a crystal glass balanced on his lap. There’s some sort of brown liquid inside. Probably Scotch, but it could be Bourbon. Based on what I can see of the bar cart, he’s got both.

“You such a fucking asshole,” I start. I figure it’s a pretty good opening for what I have to say.

His eyebrows shoot up, mimicking Jimmy. They look sort of alike, come to think of it. Same wavy hair. Same chocolate brown eyes. Same bewildered look on their faces.

“Pardon?”

“I just found out that I apparently screwed the gardener when we were together,” I hiss. “Now this is news to me, but maybe there’s something you know that I don’t. So enlighten me.”

He puts down his glass and stands up. “Abby–”

“Shut up,” I snap. “I can’t believe you told Tiffany I cheated on you.” He winces slightly. “Who else have you been telling this to, exactly? All our friends? Our family? What about your staff?”

He shakes his head, but I don’t let him cut in.

“Is that the reason you left me? Because you thought I cheated on you?” My voice rises with every word. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Abby–”

“I’m so mad, Karl, I could kill you. I really could. I think I might hate you.”

His face falls a little, but he quickly masks his expression. “Don’t say that.”

“Why not?” I spit. “I’m just telling you how I feel.”

He shakes his head and walks around the desk. I take a step back. If he thinks he can fix this with a puppy-dog expression and a hug, then he’s got another thing coming.

“Abby, I’m sorry,” he says. “For a long time, I did think you cheated on me.”

“And that’s why you wanted a divorce? That’s why you were so cold at the end?”

He nods. At least he has the decency to look a little regretful. It’s all coming together now. I guess now that he’s decided I didn’t cheat, that means it’s time to get back together. I’m honestly so angry I think my head might explode.

“I can’t believe this.”

He takes another step forward, and I glare at him. “Abby, please. You were always so friendly with Justin, and I found a pair of your panties in the garden. They had his semen on them.”