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

the accident didn’t seem related

accident. The

accidents are a bit too many!”

to say. I could only turn

and told Marc and

she needs good rest.”

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

After a few more instructions, they left the

brought us here said he took care of you

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

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

colored my face red.

slightly, approached my bed, and placed his large hand

speaking, I started coughing

own saliva

patted my back to ease my discomfort.

tickle in my throat, I waved my hand, “I’m

your temperature,” Moss suggested.

I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy

window for some fresh

open

at me skeptically but eventually went to the window and opened it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice

still weak; the window can only

nodded immediately. Moss settled back into

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

my throat, and I struggled to

the experimental

words

said, “Okay.”

phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions.

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

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

who silently averted

condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult

is still in the testing phase, and

“Understood.”

suspend the sale of Gummy Skull.‘

for

agree to the first two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for

“William!”

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

air of triumph, William

my phone, tightening my grip

large hand

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

Moss. His calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose

reluctant and slightly embarrassed

it. It has nothing to

press further,

“Have

you

“Yeah.”