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 investigate

reaction, the accident didn’t seem related to him.

accident. The driver was

bit too many!”

find words to say. I could only turn to Moss

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

now; she needs

temperamental person would obediently listen to

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

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 noticed some injuries

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

in my mind, Moss’s

embarrassment colored my face red.

placed his large hand on my forehead,

finish speaking, I started

own saliva in my nervousness.

hurriedly patted my back

to suppress the tickle in my throat,

your

I quickly refused. “It might

window 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

can only stay open

back into the chair beside my bed.

up William made my heart sink bit

was stuck in my throat, and I struggled to

the experimental data… and…”

rest of the words

he said,

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

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

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

Moss, who silently

to this condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s

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

“Understood.”

suspend the

pondered for

to the first two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for

“William!”

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

an air of triumph, William hung

phone, tightening my grip gradually.

hand

heard Moss say, “we

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

reluctant and slightly

It has nothing to do with

put it that way, I didn’t press

“Have

you

“Yeah.”