The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 130

Diana’s pov

After William left, Moss entered.

No familiar frameless glasses, a visible red mark on the nose, and bruises on the mouth.

Although you can tell that the hair and clothes have been re–styled, they still can’t hide the messiness from before.

Clothes wrinkled, hair damp.

I opened my mouth but couldn’t make a sound.

After a while, shocked, I asked, “What happened to you?”

“Accidentally tripped,” Moss replied casually, then asked about my current condition.

I naturally didn’t answer his question; I couldn’t believe his explanation. How could someone be as steady as Moss trip? Moreover, such injuries didn’t match a simple fall.

“Did you get into a fight with someone?” I asked, with a confident tone.

Moss fell silent.

He pocketed his hands, showing signs of unease.

I knew I guessed right.

“Who? Was it one of William’s people?”

Moss pursed his lips, keeping silent.

The hospital door swung open forcefully from the outside.

If it weren’t for the sweaty and anxious April, I might have thought someone came for revenge.

April, seemingly forgetting she was pregnant, rushed to my bedside.

She tried to speak but choked on a sob.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Diana… you scared me. Why didn’t you tell us about the accident? If I hadn’t messaged you and called the hospital, I wouldn’t have known…”

April sobbed, catching her breath.

Worried about her emotional state affecting the baby, I hurriedly checked Marc, hoping he could calm his pregnant wife.

However, Marc’s mood seemed no better than April’s.

His eyes were red, forehead veins bulging, and his face was ominously dark.

I silently swallowed the words on my lips, admitted my mistake, “I’m sorry. I should have told you first. I promise there won’t be a next time!”

Marc coldly snorted. “Is your promise worth believing? Diana, too many times… too many times. Do you have to mess up your life before you’re satisfied?”

I pursed my lips, lowered my head, feeling a bit guilty.

Marc raised an eyebrow. “Tell me honestly, what have you been up to lately? Does what I investigated have anything to do with your accident?”

my request

judging by William’s recent reaction, the accident didn’t seem related

was really just an accident. The driver was drunk…” I muttered.

accidents are a bit too

say. I could only turn to Moss for

and told Marc and April, “Diana’s body is still

now; she needs

temperamental

and April gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions, they left the

has been really good to you. The nurse who brought us here said he took care of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by

my head. Once Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want to lie down

mind, Moss’s voice made me feel awkward.

my face

large hand on my forehead, murmuring,

finish speaking,

on my own saliva in my

my back to

suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved my

your temperature,”

need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in the

for some fresh

open

help but shiver, regretting my choice of a lousy

can only stay open for a while,”

settled back into

did William talk to you about?” Bringing up William made my

was stuck in my

the experimental data… and…”

of the words weren’t necessary; Moss

he said, “Okay.”

agree to cooperate with you, but I have

word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around

me. As for who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a

glanced suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted his

you better behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second

still in the testing phase, and it cannot be

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend

pondered for

first two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told

“William!”

right to set conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy Skull is increasing. Time

air of triumph,

tightening

hand held

only temporary,” I heard Moss say, “we will find another

up at Moss. His calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked, “How did you get those injuries?”

and slightly

about it. It has

I didn’t press further, expressing

“Have

you

“Yeah.”