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 William.

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

just an accident. The driver was drunk…” I

a bit too

words to say. I could only turn to Moss

sighed silently, stepped forward, and told Marc and

needs good rest.”

temperamental person would obediently listen to medical

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

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 way, I

April left, Moss asked, “Want

my mind, Moss’s voice made me feel

colored my face red.

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

Moss could finish speaking, I started

own saliva

hurriedly patted my back to ease my discomfort.

my throat,

should check your temperature,” Moss suggested.

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

window for some

open

couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of a

weak; the window can only stay open for a

into the chair beside my

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

felt like something was stuck in my throat, and I

the experimental data… and…”

of the words weren’t necessary; Moss understood.

he said,

William’s number on my phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the people around me

‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I do

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

suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?”

I said, “Second, my antidote is still in the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the

for a

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

“William!”

no right to set conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking

triumph, William hung

tightening my grip gradually.

large hand

heard Moss say, “we will

calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked, “How did

a reluctant and slightly embarrassed

It has

way, I didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken any medicine

“Have

you

“Yeah.”