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.

a near–upright position, he handed

he said, then walked to another cabinet in the ward, taking out a folder from

folder and placed it on

relieved. “Yes, that’s it.”

of water, feeling my dry throat

I said to Moss, “Did you read the contents of this contract? I negotiated a collaboration with Smith, and they agreed to supply

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

immediately understand

you happy, Moss? With this batch of medical equipment, we can break free from William’s

died!” Moss

an expression of uncontrolled emotion that I had never seen.

I was stunned.

“Moss?”

an emotional outburst, Moss covered his eyes with his hand before I could fully comprehend.

he said,

lowered his arm again, his expression had returned

tell me about the

all the details of my communication with

Moss’s face darkened.

billion final payment, for just a hundred sets of equipment. Why

his high price is justified. Anyway, Nathan has promised me the one trillion is already in. When the time comes, I’ll

one trillion would be invested

my lab?”

did I say that?” Feeling embarrassed, I feigned forgetfulness. “Oh, I have a headache; I can’t

my performance

my arm, causing pain in the wound. Reality took over the act, and

the cup

pain subsided, he asked quietly, “Are you done pretending?”

head with a bitter expression. “No more

transfer that one trillion

hesitated. Well, maybe I should

way.” I suddenly remembered something, instinctively looking

window. “How long have I been

blocking any incoming light.

his watch, “It’s 1:20 in the morning now.

about seven hours.”

my chest

I was worried about

Moss was surprised. “So soon?”

Given the increasing number of infections, we

goods yourself tomorrow,” Moss said. “I definitely

the location, and I’ll