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

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

bit too many!” Marc said solemnly.

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

Marc and April, “Diana’s body

needs

most temperamental person would obediently listen to

attitude softened instantly, and April gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions,

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 his face. What happened? Remember to care for him…”

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

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

embarrassment colored my

my bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No fever. Why

speaking,

on my own

back to ease my

managing to suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved my hand,

your temperature,” Moss suggested.

need,” I quickly refused. “It might be

some fresh air.”

open

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

body is still weak; the window can only stay

immediately. Moss settled back into the

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

in my throat, and

experimental

the words weren’t

he said, “Okay.”

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

chuckled, “The word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone

do with me. As for who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s

who

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

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

“Understood.”

to immediately suspend the

pondered for a moment.

“Diana, you’re setting a

“William!”

had 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

an air of triumph,

clenched my phone, tightening my grip

hand

I heard Moss say,

Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked, “How

a reluctant and

worry about it. It has nothing to

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”