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.

judging by William’s recent reaction, the

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

a bit too many!” Marc said solemnly.

find words to say. I could only turn to Moss for

silently, stepped forward, and told Marc and April,

now; she needs

temperamental person would obediently listen to

April gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions,

and whispered, “Moss 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

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

my mind, Moss’s

colored my

placed his large hand on

finish speaking, I started

choked on my own saliva

back

suppress the tickle in my throat, I

your temperature,”

“It might be

window for some

open

I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting

the window can only stay open

into the

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

something was stuck in my throat,

the experimental data… and…”

the words weren’t

he said, “Okay.”

you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the people around me anymore!”

word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone

who’s responsible, you

glanced suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted his

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

my antidote is still in the testing phase, and

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the sale of

for

you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you

“William!”

right to set conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy Skull is increasing. Time is running out for you.”

air of triumph, William hung

tightening

warm, large hand held

only temporary,” I heard Moss say,

regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth,

reluctant and slightly embarrassed

it. It has nothing to do with

I didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken any medicine

“Have

you

“Yeah.”