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?”

request to investigate William.

recent reaction, the accident didn’t seem

just an accident. The driver

accidents are a bit too many!”

say. I could only turn to

stepped forward, and told Marc

now; she needs

words always have magic; even the most temperamental

and April gradually stopped crying. After a

“Moss has been really good to you. The nurse who brought us here said he took care of you during

left, Moss asked, “Want to lie down and rest for a while?”

April’s words echoing in my mind, Moss’s voice made me

colored my

approached my bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring,

finish speaking, I started coughing violently.

choked on my own saliva

patted my back to

to suppress the tickle in my throat,

your

need, no need,” I quickly refused. “It might

for some

open

the window and opened it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but

is still weak; the window can only stay open for a while,”

into the chair

William talk to you about?” Bringing up

felt like something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled to say, “Let’s

the experimental

the words weren’t necessary; Moss understood.

said,

to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the people around me anymore!”

“The word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I

who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried

at Moss, who silently

and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s voice

testing

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the sale of

for a moment.

third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve

“William!”

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

triumph,

phone, tightening

hand held

I heard Moss say, “we will find another way.”

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

and

It has nothing to

Moss put it that way, I didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken any medicine for

“Have

you

“Yeah.”