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.

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

was really just an accident. The driver was drunk…” I muttered.

are a bit too many!”

to say. I could only turn to Moss for

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

now; she needs good

most temperamental person would obediently

gradually stopped crying. After a few more

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

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

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

embarrassment colored my face

his brow slightly, approached my bed, and placed his large hand on

finish speaking, I started coughing

own saliva in my

hurriedly patted my back to

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

should check your temperature,” Moss

need, no need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in the room. Just

window for some

open

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

body is still weak; the window can only stay open for a while,” Moss reminded.

immediately. Moss settled back into the chair beside my

talk to you about?” Bringing up William made my

It felt like something was stuck in my throat, and I

experimental data… and…”

the words weren’t necessary; Moss understood.

he said,

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 do that?

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

suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted

make things difficult for me. What’s

in the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until the antidote is perfected.”

“Understood.”

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

pondered for a

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

“William!”

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

air of triumph, William hung up.

phone, tightening my grip

warm, large hand

Moss say, “we will find another way.”

me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth,

reluctant and slightly embarrassed

has nothing

I didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken

“Have

you

“Yeah.”