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

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

really just an accident. The

bit too

I could only turn to Moss for

Marc and April, “Diana’s body is

she needs good rest.”

temperamental person

instantly, and April gradually stopped crying. After a

April held my hand and whispered, “Moss 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 the

Moss asked, “Want to lie down and rest for a

mind, Moss’s voice made me feel

colored my face

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

could finish speaking, I started coughing

choked on my own saliva

patted my back to ease

my throat,

should check your temperature,” Moss suggested.

might be a bit stuffy

for some

open

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

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

immediately. Moss settled back into the

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

in my throat, and I struggled to

the experimental data… and…”

words weren’t necessary; Moss

said,

cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the people around

implies I’ve harmed someone around you.

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

Moss, who silently averted

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

testing phase, and it cannot be sold until

“Understood.”

to immediately suspend

for

condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have no connection with Gummy

“William!”

conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of

air of triumph, William

clenched my phone, tightening

large hand held mine.

I heard Moss say,

me regain composure. Scanning his injured

and slightly embarrassed expression.

It has nothing to do with

it that way, I didn’t press further,

“Have

you

“Yeah.”