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.

near–upright position,

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

the folder and placed it

it, relieved. “Yes, that’s

took a sip of water, feeling my dry

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

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think it’s

understand Moss’s

Moss? With this batch of medical equipment, we can break free

died!” Moss yelled.

an abnormal shade of red, an expression of uncontrolled emotion

I was stunned.

“Moss?”

on the verge of an emotional outburst, Moss covered his eyes with

he said, sounding weary.

his expression had returned

tell me

felt excited and shared all the details of my communication

listening, Moss’s face darkened.

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

me the one

that one trillion would be

my lab?”

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

silently watched my performance

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

took the cup from

he asked quietly,

with a bitter

remember to transfer that one trillion

hesitated. Well, maybe I

I suddenly remembered something,

long have I been unconscious now?”

blocking any incoming light.

watch, “It’s 1:20 in the morning now. You’ve been unconscious for

about seven hours.”

patted my chest in

about missing the delivery time tomorrow.”

Moss was surprised. “So

requested it. Given the increasing number of infections, we can’t

tell me you’re going to pick up the goods yourself tomorrow,” Moss said. “I definitely have to

me the location, and