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.

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

really just an accident.

too many!” Marc said solemnly.

couldn’t find words to say. I could only turn

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

now; she needs

even the most temperamental person would obediently listen to medical advice.

gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions,

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 on his face. What happened?

my head. Once Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want

words echoing in my mind, Moss’s voice

my

hand on my forehead,

speaking,

my own saliva in my

my back to

the tickle in my throat, I waved my hand, “I’m fine.”

should check your

might be a

for some

open

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 the

only stay open for a while,”

into the chair beside my

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

felt like something was stuck in my

experimental data…

words weren’t necessary; Moss

he said,

but I have three conditions.

someone around you.

injury has nothing to do with me. As for who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a

suspiciously at Moss, who

better behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s

testing phase, and it cannot be sold until the antidote

“Understood.”

need you to immediately suspend the sale of Gummy Skull.‘

pondered for a moment.

William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a

“William!”

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

of triumph,

tightening my

warm, large hand

is only temporary,” I heard Moss say,

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

reluctant and slightly embarrassed expression.

It has nothing to do with

didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken any medicine for it?”

“Have

you

“Yeah.”