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.

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

an accident. The driver was drunk…”

accidents are a bit too many!” Marc

to say. I

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

needs good

always have magic; even the most temperamental person

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

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.

head. Once Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want to lie down

my mind, Moss’s voice made me feel awkward. In that

my face

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

finish speaking, I started

my own saliva in

back to

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

should check your temperature,”

refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in

window for some fresh air.”

open

went to the window and opened it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver,

window can only stay open for a while,”

into the chair

you about?” Bringing up William made my heart sink bit by

something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled to say, “Let’s

experimental data… and…”

rest of the words weren’t necessary;

he said,

cooperate with you, but

chuckled, “The word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did

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

who silently

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

gaze, I said, “Second, my antidote is still in the testing

“Understood.”

I need you to immediately suspend

for

two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have no connection with Gummy Skull.”

“William!”

reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy Skull is increasing. Time is running out for

of triumph,

tightening my grip gradually.

warm, large hand

temporary,” I heard Moss say,

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

reluctant and slightly embarrassed

It has

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”