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.

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

accident. The

a bit too many!”

find words to say. I could only turn to Moss for

forward, and told Marc and April, “Diana’s body is still

needs good

have magic; even the most temperamental person would obediently

and April gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions, they left

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

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

mind, Moss’s voice made me feel awkward. In that

colored my face red.

his large hand

speaking, I started

own

my back to ease my discomfort.

suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved

check your temperature,” Moss suggested.

might be a bit

some fresh air.”

open

I couldn’t help but shiver,

only stay open for

nodded immediately. Moss settled back into the chair

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

my throat, and

the experimental data…

words weren’t necessary; Moss

he said,

William’s number on my phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three

‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around

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

at Moss, who silently averted

I agree to this condition, but you better behave and not make

I said, “Second, my antidote is still in the testing phase, and it

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the sale of

for a moment.

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

“William!”

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

of triumph, William hung

tightening my grip

warm, large hand

Moss say, “we will find

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

reluctant and slightly

about it. It has nothing to do with

I didn’t press further, expressing concern,

“Have

you

“Yeah.”