Chasing His Kickass Luna Back novel Chapter 142

The butler loosens his grip, a look of disbelief contorting his face. But before he can leave, Gianna, who's been watching the whole scene unfold like some sort of soap opera, steps in.

“Wow, Karl,” she sneers, her lips curling into a contemptuous smile. “So now we’re letting not just cheaters but liars and thieves back into our home?”

The room goes silent. A rush of blood fills my ears. I can’t believe she just said that.

Karl’s face reddens, his eyes flashing with something that looks a lot like betrayal. “Both of you, out. Now.”

Gianna tosses her hair over her shoulder, glaring at me one last time before stalking out of the room, her heels clicking angrily against the hardwood floor. Gerald follows, throwing me a disdainful glance as he leaves.

The door slams shut, and I’m left standing there, my heart pounding in my chest, my eyes blurring with tears I refuse to let fall.

“I’m sorry,” I murmur, wiping away a stray tear. “I never should have come.”

I turn and make my way to the door, but Karl’s voice stops me. “Abby, wait.”

I don’t turn around. I can’t turn around. I’m too scared to see the expression on his face. What if it mirrors Gianna’s or Gerald’s? What if he thinks I’m guilty too? What if there’s still a hint of her lipstick on his lips?

Instead, I rush out of the room, bolting up the stairs and to my room, ignoring the confused stares of the dinner guests.

…

A soft knock on my door interrupts my thoughts a little while later. I’m sitting on my bed, my mind still swirling, when Karl walks in. He looks drained, as if the weight of the world is on his shoulders.