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 to investigate

by William’s recent reaction, the

was really just an accident. The driver was

too many!” Marc said

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

Marc and April, “Diana’s body is still

needs good

always have magic; even the most temperamental person would

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

held my hand and 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

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

Moss’s

my

brow slightly, approached my bed, and placed his large hand on my forehead, murmuring, “No fever. Why is

finish speaking, I started coughing

my own saliva in

patted my back to ease my

in my throat, I waved my

should check your temperature,” Moss suggested.

might be a bit stuffy in the

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

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

immediately. Moss settled back into the

Bringing up William made my

It felt like something was stuck in my throat, and

the experimental

rest of the words weren’t

said,

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

implies I’ve harmed someone around you. When did

nothing to do with me. As for who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a

who silently averted his gaze.

agree to this condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult for

is still in the testing phase, and it

“Understood.”

suspend

pondered for a

“Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have

“William!”

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

an air of triumph, William

tightening

large hand

Moss say, “we will

helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and

reluctant and slightly embarrassed expression.

has

I didn’t press further, expressing

“Have

you

“Yeah.”