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

by William’s recent reaction, the

accident was really just an accident. The driver

a bit too many!” Marc said

couldn’t find words to say. I

and told Marc and April, “Diana’s

needs good

temperamental person would obediently listen to medical

stopped crying. After a

of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed some injuries on his face. What happened? Remember to care for him…”

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

Moss’s voice made me feel awkward. In that

embarrassment colored my face

large hand on my forehead, murmuring,

speaking, I started coughing

choked on my own saliva in my

back

suppress the tickle in my throat,

check your

need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in

for some fresh air.”

open

went to the window 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

the window can only stay open for

into the

talk to you about?” Bringing up William

like something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled

the experimental data… and…”

words weren’t necessary;

he said, “Okay.”

to cooperate with you, but I

‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I do that? Moss-”

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

at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

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

my antidote is still in the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until the antidote is

“Understood.”

suspend the sale of

for

can agree to the first two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re

“William!”

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

air of triumph, William

my phone, tightening my

warm, large hand held mine.

I heard Moss say, “we will find

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

and

It has

press further, expressing concern, taken

“Have

you

“Yeah.”

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