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

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

really just an accident. The driver was drunk…”

are a bit too

words to say. I could only turn to Moss

and told Marc and April,

now; she needs good rest.”

even the most temperamental person would obediently listen

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

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 face. What happened? Remember to care for

Marc and April left, Moss asked, “Want

mind, Moss’s voice

embarrassment colored my face

furrowed his brow slightly, approached my bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead,

Moss could finish speaking, I started coughing

choked on my own saliva

my back to

suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved my

we should check your temperature,” Moss suggested.

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

window for some fresh air.”

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

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

Moss settled back into the chair beside my bed.

to you about?” Bringing up William made my heart sink bit by

like something was stuck in my throat,

experimental data…

the words

said, “Okay.”

agree to cooperate with you, but I

‘anymore‘ implies I’ve harmed someone

who’s responsible, you can ask

at Moss, who silently averted

agree to this condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s the second condition?” William’s voice came

I said, “Second, my antidote is still in the testing phase, and it cannot be sold until

“Understood.”

you to immediately suspend the sale of Gummy

for

But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting

“William!”

should know you originally had no right to set conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of the antidote. The number of people taking Gummy Skull

an air of triumph,

clenched my phone, tightening my grip gradually.

warm, large hand held mine.

I heard Moss say, “we will find another way.”

up at Moss. His calm gaze gradually helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and

reluctant and slightly embarrassed

It has nothing

it that way, I didn’t press further,

“Have

you

“Yeah.”