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

recent reaction, the accident didn’t

just an accident. The driver was drunk…” I

bit too many!” Marc said

to say. I could only turn to Moss for help.

silently, stepped forward, and told Marc

needs good rest.”

most temperamental

gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions, they

The nurse who brought us here said he took care of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I

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

Moss’s voice made

my

placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No fever. Why is your face so red?”

could finish speaking, I

on my own saliva in my

my back to ease

suppress the tickle in my

should check your

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

for some fresh air.”

open

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 keep

still weak; the window can only stay open for a

nodded immediately. Moss settled back into the chair beside my

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

felt like something was stuck in my throat, and

experimental data…

of the words

said,

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

implies I’ve harmed someone around you.

has nothing to do with me. As for who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a hint

Moss, who silently

make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s voice

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

“Understood.”

suspend the sale of

for a

you’re setting a

“William!”

originally had no right to set conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking

air of triumph, William hung up.

my phone, tightening my grip

large hand held

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

helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked, “How did you get those

and slightly

it. It has nothing to do with you.”

that way, I didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken

“Have

you

“Yeah.”