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 to investigate

reaction, the accident didn’t seem related to

accident was really just an accident. The driver was

accidents are a bit too many!”

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

Marc and

needs

most temperamental person would obediently listen to medical

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

brought us here said he took care of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed

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

mind, Moss’s voice

my face

bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring,

finish speaking, I started coughing

own saliva in my nervousness.

my back to ease

tickle in my throat, I

your temperature,” Moss suggested.

quickly refused. “It might be a bit

for some fresh

open

swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of a lousy excuse. But the words were out, and I had to keep up

still weak; the window can only stay open for a while,” Moss reminded.

settled back into

William talk to you about?” Bringing up William

felt like something was stuck in my throat, and I struggled to

the experimental data…

of the words weren’t

he said,

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

I’ve harmed someone around you. When

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

at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

agree to this condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s

my antidote is still in the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until the antidote is

“Understood.”

to immediately suspend the sale of

for a moment.

But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you

“William!”

reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy

air of triumph,

tightening my grip gradually.

warm, large hand

I heard Moss say, “we

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

reluctant and slightly embarrassed expression.

about it. It has nothing to do with

didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken any

“Have

you

“Yeah.”