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

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

was really just an accident.

bit too many!”

say. I

silently, stepped forward, and told Marc and

now; she needs good rest.”

even the most temperamental person would obediently listen

gradually stopped crying. After a

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 his face. What happened? Remember

April left, Moss asked, “Want to lie down and rest

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

embarrassment colored my face

bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead,

Moss could finish speaking, I started coughing

own saliva in my

my back to ease

to suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved

your

need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a

for some

open

it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of a lousy excuse. But the words were out, and I had to

can only stay open for a while,” Moss reminded.

settled back into the chair beside my bed.

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

something was stuck in my throat, and

experimental

of the words weren’t necessary; Moss

he said, “Okay.”

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

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

to do with me. As for who’s responsible, you can

glanced suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted his

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

my gaze, I said, “Second, my antidote is still in the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until the antidote is perfected.”

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the sale

pondered for a moment.

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

“William!”

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

air of triumph, William

clenched my phone, tightening

hand held

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

gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose

reluctant and

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

press

“Have

you

“Yeah.”