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

judging by William’s recent reaction, the accident didn’t seem related to

just an accident. The driver

accidents are a bit too many!” Marc said

I could only turn to Moss for

and told Marc

needs good

words always have magic; even the most temperamental person

instantly, and April gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions, they left the

hand 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

Moss asked, “Want to lie down and rest for a

words echoing in my mind, Moss’s voice made

embarrassment colored my face red.

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

could finish speaking, I started coughing

on my own saliva in my

hurriedly patted my back to ease

to suppress the tickle in my throat,

check your temperature,” Moss

need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in the room.

for some fresh

open

I couldn’t help

is still weak; the window can only stay

into the

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

in my

the experimental

of the words

said,

my phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the people around me

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

me. As for who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a

at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s voice came

testing phase, and it cannot

“Understood.”

to immediately suspend the sale

pondered for a

“Diana, you’re setting a trap for me.

“William!”

no 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

an air of triumph,

my phone, tightening my grip

large hand held

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

up at Moss. His calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked, “How did you get

and slightly embarrassed expression.

it. It has nothing to do with

that way, I didn’t press further,

“Have

you

“Yeah.”