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.

upper body was in a near–upright position, he handed me the

some water first,” he said, then walked to another cabinet in the ward, taking out a folder from one

this?” He unfolded the folder and placed it on my

at it, relieved. “Yes,

feeling my dry throat regain vitality.

of this contract? I negotiated a collaboration with Smith, and they agreed to supply us with medical

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

didn’t immediately understand

we can break free from William’s control, establish our own lab,

almost died!” Moss yelled.

expression of uncontrolled emotion that I had

I was stunned.

“Moss?”

of an emotional outburst, Moss covered his eyes with his hand before

said, sounding

lowered his arm again, his expression had returned to normal.

down. “Weren’t you going to tell me about the medical

suddenly felt excited and shared all the details of my communication with Smith

Moss’s

final payment, for just a hundred sets of equipment.

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

that one trillion

my lab?”

embarrassed, I feigned forgetfulness.

performance

causing pain in the wound. Reality took over the act, and I grimaced in pain.

the cup from my hand.

asked quietly, “Are you

my head with a bitter

that one trillion

I should

way.” I suddenly remembered something, instinctively

“How long have I been unconscious now?”

curtain was drawn, blocking any incoming

in the morning now. You’ve been unconscious

about seven hours.”

chest in

I was worried about missing the delivery time

was surprised.

the increasing number of

tomorrow,” Moss said. “I definitely have to

location, and I’ll