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

William’s recent reaction, the

just an accident. The driver was drunk…” I

bit too many!” Marc said solemnly.

words to say. I could only turn to Moss

stepped forward, and told Marc and

she needs

the most temperamental person would obediently listen to

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

of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed some injuries on his face.

April left, Moss

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

my face

furrowed his brow slightly, approached my bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No fever. Why is your face so red?”

could finish speaking, I started coughing violently.

own saliva

my back

to suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved my hand,

your temperature,”

might be a bit

some fresh air.”

open

looked at me skeptically 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 words were out, and I had

window can only stay open for a while,” Moss reminded.

back into

did William talk to you about?” Bringing up William

like something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled to say, “Let’s

the experimental data…

words weren’t necessary; Moss

said, “Okay.”

on my phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm

word ‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I

with me. As for who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a hint of mockery.

suspiciously at Moss, who

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

antidote is still in the testing phase, and it

“Understood.”

need you to immediately suspend

for

“Diana, 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 people taking

air of triumph, William

my phone, tightening my

hand

heard Moss say, “we will find another

me regain composure. Scanning

a reluctant and

it. It has nothing to do with you.”

I didn’t press

“Have

you

“Yeah.”