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’s recent reaction, the

really just an accident. The driver was drunk…”

are a bit too many!” Marc said

to say. I could only turn

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

she needs good

magic; even the most temperamental person would obediently listen to

and April gradually stopped crying. After a few

nurse who brought us here said he took care of you during your injury. Hold on to

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

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

my face red.

bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No fever. Why is your face so

Moss could finish speaking, I started coughing

choked on my own saliva in my

patted my back to ease my

my throat, I

should check your temperature,”

might

some fresh air.”

open

A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my

only stay open for a while,”

back into the chair

up William made my heart sink bit by

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

experimental data…

words weren’t necessary; Moss

said, “Okay.”

but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the

“The word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you.

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

suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

make things difficult

still in the testing phase, and it cannot be

“Understood.”

immediately suspend the sale of

for a moment.

first two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting

“William!”

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

an air of triumph,

tightening my grip

large hand

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

gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured

a reluctant and slightly

it. It has

Moss put it that way, I didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken

“Have

you

“Yeah.”