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 investigate

judging by William’s recent reaction, the accident didn’t seem related to him.

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

are a bit too many!” Marc

time, I couldn’t find words to say. I could

Marc and April,

now; she needs good rest.”

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

gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions, they

us here said he took care of you during your injury. Hold

shaking my head. Once Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want to lie down and rest

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

my face

furrowed his brow slightly, approached my bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead,

finish speaking, I

choked on my own saliva

hurriedly patted my back to ease my

to suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved my

should check your

need, no need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a bit

some fresh

open

swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver,

still weak; the window can only stay open for a

back into the chair beside my

talk to you about?” Bringing up

It felt like something was stuck in my throat,

experimental

the words weren’t

said,

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

‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around

nothing to do with me. As for who’s responsible, you

at Moss, who silently averted

and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second

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

“Understood.”

immediately suspend the sale

pondered for a moment.

to the 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

“William!”

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

an air of triumph,

clenched my phone, tightening

warm, large hand held

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

helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose

reluctant and slightly embarrassed expression.

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

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”

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