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 William.

William’s recent reaction, the accident didn’t

accident. The driver was drunk…” I muttered.

are a bit too many!” Marc said

couldn’t find words to say. I could

silently, stepped forward, and told Marc

now; she needs good

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

stopped crying. After a few more instructions,

you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed some injuries on his face. What happened? Remember to care

Marc and April left, Moss

my mind, Moss’s

my face red.

my bed, and placed his large hand on

Moss could finish speaking, I started coughing violently.

my own

my back to ease

tickle in my throat,

check your temperature,” Moss suggested.

refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in the

some fresh air.”

open

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

weak; the window can only stay open for a while,” Moss

settled back into the chair beside

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

like something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled

experimental

rest of the words weren’t necessary; Moss

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!”

‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I do

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

glanced suspiciously at Moss, who

I agree to this condition, but you better behave and not make

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

“Understood.”

immediately suspend the sale of Gummy

pondered for a

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

“William!”

Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking

an air of triumph,

clenched my phone, tightening my

hand

only temporary,” I heard Moss say, “we will find another way.”

me regain composure. Scanning

and slightly

It has

press further, expressing concern, taken any

“Have

you

“Yeah.”