The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 119

Diana’s pov

There was a moment when I naively thought Nathan still had some feelings for me. Why else would he stop Avia? But soon, reality slapped me hard.

Avia looked at Nathan with resentment and innocence, tears streaming down her face.

“Nathan, do you still love Diana? Even after she repeatedly embarrassed me?” she asked.

“No,” Nathan answered without hesitation.

“Then why stop me?” Avia questioned.

Nathan held Avia’s hand, speaking gently, “I just don’t want you to dirty your hands; she’s not worth it.”

Dirty…

Not worth it…

I chewed on those words, a needle–like pain spreading in my heart. But more than that, it felt absurd. Just like Nathan regretted being attracted to “someone like me,” I regretted falling in love with him.

After Nathan’s explanation, Avia’s sadness vanished instantly. She glanced at me, a hint of triumph barely concealed.

She nestled in Nathan’s arms, her voice sweet. “I knew it; you only have me in your heart, Nathan. I’m so happy.”

Nathan remained silent, gently patting Avia’s back, appearing very tender.

“Oh, by the way,” Avia lifted her head from Nathan’s embrace, “I’ve rested enough; we can continue our engagement ceremony now.”

“Sure,” Nathan focused on Avia, leading her towards the staircase.

As Avia passed by me, she no longer restrained herself, looking at me with disdain, reveling in her triumph. Through silent gestures, she told me, “Diana, you lost.”

Avia’s display meant nothing to me, yet, for some reason, I still felt profoundly upset. I even began to despise myself.

How could I let myself become so pitiful? Like a wretched clown…

Nathan and Avia’s footsteps gradually faded behind me. Suddenly, they halted.

I heard Nathan’s displeased voice, “What are you doing here?”

Turning around, I saw Moss standing opposite Nathan.

Today, Moss looked exceptionally different. He wore a more expensive pair of narrow–framed glasses with a chain, his hair slicked back, leaving only a few strands to cover half of his eyebrow. Dressed in a well–tailored black tailcoat, he looked remarkably handsome and suaye, a far cry from the man in the lab coat

buried in work.

sorrow. Why did he dress

me, then turned to Nathan, answering politely, “I came to find

he walked straight towards me, crossing

being late, Diana,” Moss whispered.

shook my head, “It’s

Moss offered his arm.

and together we headed towards the staircase. Nathan, seemingly lost in thought, stared intently at Moss and me, complex emotions churning

ago. I couldn’t allow myself to make the same

Nathan. If you’re not planning

land on Nathan, I still felt a chill. Nathan snorted coldly and went down

raised an eyebrow, looking at Nathan’s back, murmuring to himself,

was

Nathan,” Moss answered

it off, “Impossible. You didn’t compete

with a lowered gaze, “you’re with me now.”

Moss’s meaning belatedly. I gave a

enough; how could he be

head, “You don’t understand

an eyebrow, looking at him. “I thought you only understood medical

without saying a

the second floor, Moss and I re–entered the hall. Nathan and

they kissed and embraced amidst the audience’s

you away,” Moss whispered

to refuse, but

froze, not expecting such an unexpected

on the stage,

“Ah-”

away from Moss, turning to see Avia, who had been in Nathan’s

“What happened?”

around us

it seemed like Alpha Nathan urgently pulled Avia away, his eyes seemed

I saw it too… Did Alpha Nathan see

“I don’t know…”

gaze. Unexpectedly, I locked eyes with Nathan.

stared at me unblinkingly, his hand clenched into a fist by his side, a purplish

on his face, as if he were lacking oxygen.

upset him again?” I murmured.

you he’s jealous,” Moss’s voice sounded beside

told you it’s impossible.” I warned Moss

rolled his eyes

microphone, she explained, “The heels of my high–heeled shoes are too

it,” the host quickly intervened, moving on to the next segment.