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

an accident. The driver was drunk…”

accidents are a bit too many!” Marc said

time, I couldn’t find words to say. I could only turn

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

needs good

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

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

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 way, I noticed some injuries on his face. What happened? Remember to

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

in my mind, Moss’s voice made me feel

colored my

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

speaking, I

on my own saliva

my back

suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved my hand, “I’m

your

no need,” I quickly refused. “It might

for some fresh air.”

open

me skeptically but eventually went to 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

Moss settled back into the chair beside

up William made my heart sink bit by bit.

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

the experimental data… and…”

the words weren’t necessary; Moss understood.

he said, “Okay.”

phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but

I’ve harmed someone around

to do with me. As for who’s responsible, you can

at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

and not make things difficult for me.

still in the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until the antidote is perfected.”

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the sale of Gummy Skull.‘

pondered for a

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

“William!”

originally had no right to set conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the

triumph, William

phone, tightening my grip gradually.

large hand held mine.

I heard Moss say, “we will find another

gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose

and slightly embarrassed expression.

worry about it. It has nothing

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”