The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 128

Diana’s pov

Gradually regaining consciousness, I felt sore all over.

Struggling to open my eyes, the intense light made it hard to adapt.

The hospital air, a blend of medicinal scent and disinfectant, surrounded me. Turning my head slowly, I saw a familiar figure by the bedside.

It was Moss.

His eyes closed, seemingly in a light slumber.

I attempted to speak, but my throat felt unusually dry.

After clearing my throat, I managed to utter, “Moss?”

Moss abruptly opened his eyes, looking at me in confusion.

After a few seconds of staring, he seemed to comprehend and sighed softly.

“You’re finally awake,” he said, then asked, “How do you feel now?”

I shook my head.

Trying to sit up, the overall body ache forced me to abandon the idea.

“Not great,” I honestly admitted. “I’m in pain all over. What happened? Why am I in the hospital?”

“Don’t you remember?” Moss stood up to pour water.

I furrowed my brows, “My brain is a mess right now. I vaguely recall going to a hotel to sign a contract. After leaving the hotel, I…”

“You were hit by a black car. Concussion, multiple bruises. The driver was drunk and has been taken to the police station.”

Moss spoke while adjusting the angle of the bed and placing the water on the bedside

table.

I recalled the powerful impact and the dizziness. Fear surged within me.

But soon, my thoughts shifted, ignoring the pain. I grabbed Moss’s arm, “My contract… did you see my contract?”

Moss’s gaze lingered on my hand grabbing his for a few seconds. “Don’t worry about it now.”

He continued to adjust the bed.

body was in a near–upright position, he handed me the cup of water.

first,” he said, then walked to another cabinet in the ward,

folder

relieved.

took a sip of water, feeling my dry throat regain vitality.

you read the contents of this contract? I negotiated a collaboration with Smith, and they

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interrupting me. “Do you think it’s the time to

immediately understand Moss’s point.

break free

you almost died!” Moss

expression of uncontrolled emotion that I

I was stunned.

“Moss?”

his eyes with his hand

said, sounding weary.

his expression had returned

down. “Weren’t you going to tell me about the medical equipment?” he

all the details of my communication with

Moss’s face darkened.

for just a hundred sets of equipment.

me the one trillion is already in. When the time comes, I’ll use the

you say that one trillion would

my lab?”

say that?” Feeling embarrassed, I feigned forgetfulness. “Oh,

watched my performance without saying

causing pain in the wound. Reality

took the cup from my

asked quietly, “Are you

with a

to transfer that one

I should continue the act.

the way.” I suddenly remembered

have I been

curtain was drawn, blocking any incoming light.

his watch, “It’s 1:20 in the morning

about seven hours.”

my chest

worried about

was surprised.

the increasing number of infections, we can’t afford to

yourself tomorrow,” Moss said. “I definitely

location, and