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 to investigate

reaction, the accident didn’t seem related to

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

are a bit too many!”

I could

told Marc and April, “Diana’s body is

needs good

always have magic; even the most temperamental person would obediently listen

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

who brought us here said he took care of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed some injuries

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

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

my face red.

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

speaking, I

my own saliva

my back to ease

tickle in my throat, I waved my hand, “I’m fine.”

we should check your temperature,” Moss

quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in

for some fresh

open

and opened 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, and I had to keep up

can only stay open for a while,”

back into the chair beside

talk to you about?” Bringing up William made my heart sink bit by

stuck in my throat, and I struggled to say,

the experimental data…

rest of the words weren’t necessary; Moss understood.

he said,

my phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First,

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

me. As for who’s responsible, you can

glanced suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted

this condition, but you better behave and not make

said, “Second, my antidote is still in the testing phase, and

“Understood.”

need you to immediately suspend the sale of Gummy Skull.‘

pondered for a

“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

air of triumph, William

tightening my grip

warm, large hand held

heard Moss say, “we

regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked,

and slightly embarrassed

has nothing to do with you.”

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”