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

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

an accident. The

are a bit too many!” Marc said solemnly.

I could only turn to Moss for

and told Marc and April,

needs good

words always have magic; even the most temperamental person would obediently listen to medical advice.

crying. After

whispered, “Moss has been really good to 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 noticed some injuries on his

Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want

words echoing in my mind, Moss’s voice made me

colored my

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

speaking, I

on my own saliva in my

hurriedly patted my back to ease my

the tickle in my throat, I waved my hand,

should check your temperature,” Moss suggested.

“It might be a

window for some fresh

open

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 to keep up the

body is still weak; the window can only stay open for a while,”

immediately. Moss settled back into the chair

what did William talk to you about?” Bringing up William made my heart sink bit

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

experimental data…

the words weren’t necessary; Moss understood.

he said,

phone. “I agree to cooperate with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the people around

implies I’ve 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 of

suspiciously at Moss, who

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

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

“Understood.”

immediately suspend the

for

you’re setting a

“William!”

conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy Skull

an air of triumph, William

phone, tightening my grip

hand held mine.

I heard Moss say,

Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I asked, “How did you get

a reluctant and

about it. It has

put it that way, I didn’t press further, expressing concern, taken any medicine

“Have

you

“Yeah.”