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 me the

cabinet in the ward, taking

the folder and placed it on my legs.

it, relieved.

a sip of water, feeling my dry

I negotiated

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me. “Do you think it’s

understand

can break free from William’s control, establish our

almost died!” Moss

abnormal shade of red, an expression

I was stunned.

“Moss?”

verge of an emotional outburst, Moss covered his

said, sounding

he lowered his arm again, his expression had returned

you going to tell me

details

listening, Moss’s face darkened.

hundred sets of equipment. Why

price is justified. Anyway, Nathan has promised me the one trillion

say that one trillion would be invested in

my lab?”

I feigned forgetfulness. “Oh, I have a headache; I can’t

watched my performance without saying

I accidentally moved my arm, causing pain in the wound. Reality took over the act,

quickly took the cup from my

pain subsided, he asked quietly, “Are

head with a bitter

one trillion to me,”

maybe I should continue the act.

way.” I suddenly remembered something,

“How long have

blocking any incoming

in the morning now. You’ve been unconscious

about seven hours.”

chest in

fortunately. I was worried about missing

Moss was surprised. “So soon?”

it. Given the increasing number of infections,

to pick up the goods yourself tomorrow,” Moss said. “I definitely have to go,” I replied. “No, Moss,

and I’ll go for