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 William.

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

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

too

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

sighed silently, stepped forward, and told Marc and

needs good rest.”

the most temperamental person would

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

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

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

words echoing in my mind, Moss’s voice

colored my face red.

placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring,

finish speaking, I started

choked on my own

hurriedly patted my back

the tickle in my throat, I waved

we should check your temperature,”

need, no need,” I quickly refused. “It might be a bit stuffy in the room.

window for some fresh

open

A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver, regretting my choice of a lousy excuse. But

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

immediately. Moss settled back into the chair

you about?” Bringing up William made my heart

stuck in my throat, and I struggled

the experimental data… and…”

words weren’t necessary; Moss

he said,

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

harmed someone around you. When did I

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

at Moss, who silently averted his gaze.

behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s

the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until the antidote is perfected.”

“Understood.”

suspend the sale of

pondered for a moment.

smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me.

“William!”

reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy Skull is increasing. Time is running out

triumph, William hung

tightening my grip gradually.

warm, large hand

Moss say,

at Moss. His calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning

reluctant and

about it. It has nothing to do with you.”

that way, I didn’t press further, expressing concern,

“Have

you

“Yeah.”