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?”

to my request

William’s recent reaction, the accident didn’t seem

just an accident.

accidents are a bit too

words to say. I could only turn to

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

now; she needs good

always have magic; even the most temperamental person would

stopped crying. After

took care of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed some injuries

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

in my mind, Moss’s voice made me feel awkward. In

my face

his brow slightly, approached my bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No fever. Why is your face so

Moss could finish speaking, I started

own saliva in my nervousness.

hurriedly patted my back to ease my discomfort.

in my throat, I waved my hand, “I’m

should check your temperature,”

no need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in

window for some

open

it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of a lousy excuse. But the words were out,

only stay open for a while,”

into

about?” Bringing up William

like something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled to say,

experimental

rest of the words weren’t necessary;

he said, “Okay.”

you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the

chuckled, “The word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I do that? Moss-”

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

who silently averted his gaze.

to this condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult for

still in the testing

“Understood.”

immediately suspend the sale of Gummy Skull.‘

pondered for a

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

“William!”

had no 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, William hung

clenched my phone, tightening my grip

hand

is only temporary,” I heard Moss say, “we will

Moss. His calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth,

a reluctant and slightly

has nothing to

didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken

“Have

you

“Yeah.”