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?”

my request

the accident didn’t seem related

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

accidents are a bit too many!” Marc

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

and told Marc and

she needs good

the most temperamental person would obediently listen

stopped crying. After a few more instructions, they left the

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

head. Once Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want

Moss’s voice made me feel

colored my

and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No

could finish speaking, I started

own saliva in

hurriedly patted my back to ease my discomfort.

managing to suppress the tickle in my throat,

should check your temperature,” Moss

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

window for some fresh

open

the window and opened it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help

window can only stay

nodded immediately. Moss settled back into the chair

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

stuck in my throat, and I struggled to say,

the experimental

the words weren’t

he said,

cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm

implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When

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

suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

but you better behave and not make things difficult for

in the testing phase, and

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the

pondered for a

you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have no connection with Gummy

“William!”

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

of triumph,

tightening my grip

hand held

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

at Moss. His calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked,

and slightly embarrassed

it. It has nothing

press further, expressing concern, taken any medicine for

“Have

you

“Yeah.”