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 cup of water.

in the ward, taking

unfolded the folder and

it, relieved. “Yes, that’s it.”

of water, feeling my dry throat

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

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

didn’t immediately understand Moss’s point.

this batch of medical equipment, we can break

died!” Moss

showed an abnormal shade of red, an expression of uncontrolled emotion that I had never

I was stunned.

“Moss?”

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

mind,” he said, sounding weary.

again, his expression had

to tell me about the medical equipment?” he asked.

shared all the details of my communication with Smith

Moss’s face

final payment, for just a hundred sets of equipment. Why doesn’t this Smith just go rob

has promised me the one

trillion would be invested in

my lab?”

feigned forgetfulness. “Oh, I

performance without

in the wound. Reality took

the cup

he asked quietly, “Are you done

shook my head with a bitter expression. “No more

to transfer that one trillion to me,”

I should continue the

by the way.” I suddenly remembered something, instinctively looking towards

window. “How long have I been unconscious

blocking any incoming

“It’s 1:20 in the morning now. You’ve

about seven hours.”

patted my chest in

worried about missing the delivery

surprised. “So

requested it. Given the increasing number of infections, we

up the goods yourself tomorrow,” Moss said.

and