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

accident. The driver was drunk…” I

bit too many!” Marc said

time, I couldn’t find words to say. I could only turn to Moss for

and told Marc and April, “Diana’s

needs good rest.”

magic; even the most temperamental person would obediently listen

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

you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed some injuries on his face. What

left, Moss

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

embarrassment colored my face

my bed, and placed his large hand on

finish speaking, I started

own saliva in my

my back to ease

the tickle in my throat, I waved

should check your

quickly refused. “It might be a

some fresh

open

and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of

weak; the window can only stay open for a while,” Moss

immediately. Moss settled back into

about?” Bringing up William made my heart sink bit by bit.

was stuck in my throat, and I

the experimental

rest of the words weren’t necessary;

he said,

my phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t

harmed someone around you. When

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

at Moss, who silently averted his

condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s voice

antidote is still in the testing

“Understood.”

need you to immediately suspend

pondered for a moment.

first two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have no connection with Gummy Skull.”

“William!”

reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The

triumph, William hung up.

clenched my phone, tightening my

large hand

heard Moss say, “we will

gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked,

a reluctant and slightly embarrassed expression.

has nothing

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”