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?”

request to investigate

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 said solemnly.

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

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

she needs

magic; even the most temperamental person

gradually stopped crying. After

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

head. Once Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want to lie down and rest for a while?”

in my mind, Moss’s voice made me feel

embarrassment colored my face red.

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

speaking, I started coughing

my own saliva in my nervousness.

hurriedly patted my back to ease

to suppress the tickle in my

should check your

might be a

some

open

but eventually went to the window and opened it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of a lousy excuse. But

the window can only stay open

nodded immediately. Moss settled back into the chair

up William made my heart

something was stuck in my throat, and I

experimental

the words weren’t necessary;

he said, “Okay.”

“I agree to cooperate with you, but I have

“The word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I do that? Moss-”

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

at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

not make things

antidote is still in the testing

“Understood.”

suspend

pondered for a moment.

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

“William!”

conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number

air of triumph, William hung up.

tightening my grip gradually.

warm, large hand held

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

composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked, “How did

a reluctant and

it. It has nothing to do

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

“Have

you

“Yeah.”