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?”

my request to investigate William.

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

really just an accident.

bit too many!”

find words to say. I

forward, and told Marc and

she needs good

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

stopped crying. After

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

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

Moss’s voice made me feel

colored my face

and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No

speaking, I started coughing

on my own saliva in my nervousness.

hurriedly patted my back to ease

to suppress the tickle in my throat,

should check your temperature,”

might be a bit stuffy in the room. Just

window for some fresh

open

eventually 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 had to keep up

can only stay open for a while,”

settled back into the

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

my throat, and

the experimental data…

the words weren’t necessary; Moss

he said, “Okay.”

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

I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I

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

Moss, who silently averted his

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

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

“Understood.”

suspend the

for a moment.

“Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve

“William!”

reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote.

triumph,

my phone, tightening my grip

large hand held mine.

is only temporary,” I heard Moss

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

showed a reluctant and

has nothing to do

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”