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

reaction, the accident didn’t seem related to

accident was really just an accident. The driver

too many!” Marc said

I

and told Marc and April, “Diana’s

needs good rest.”

magic; even the most temperamental person would obediently listen to

After a few more

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

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

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

my face red.

his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No fever. Why is your

could finish speaking,

own saliva in my nervousness.

patted my back to ease

my throat, I waved

we should check your

I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in the

window for some fresh

open

in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of a lousy excuse. But the words were

window can only stay open for a

back into the

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

felt like something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled to say,

the experimental

rest of the words weren’t necessary; Moss

said, “Okay.”

but I have three conditions. First, don’t

someone around you. When did

responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a hint

at Moss, who

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

still in the testing phase, and

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the sale

for a moment.

you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have no

“William!”

to set conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy

triumph,

clenched my phone, tightening

hand held

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

regain composure. Scanning

and

worry about it. It has nothing to do with you.”

didn’t press

“Have

you

“Yeah.”