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 William.

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

was really just an accident. The

a bit too

find words to say. I could

silently, stepped forward, and told Marc and

needs good rest.”

even the most temperamental person would obediently listen to medical

gradually stopped crying. After a few more instructions, they left the ward.

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

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

April’s words echoing in my mind, Moss’s voice

colored my face red.

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

could finish speaking, I

choked on my own

my back to ease

in my

should check your temperature,” Moss

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

some fresh

open

me skeptically but eventually went to the window and opened it. A cool breeze swept in, and I couldn’t help but shiver,

window can only

nodded immediately. Moss settled back into

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

in my throat, and I

experimental

the words weren’t necessary; Moss

he said,

with you, but I have three conditions.

I’ve harmed someone around you. When did I do that?

nothing to do with me. As for who’s responsible,

glanced suspiciously at Moss, who silently averted his

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

my antidote is still in the testing phase, and

“Understood.”

to immediately suspend

for

condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have no

“William!”

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

an air of triumph, William

clenched my phone, tightening

large hand held mine.

only temporary,” I heard Moss

helped me regain composure. Scanning his injured nose and mouth, I

reluctant and slightly embarrassed expression.

it. It has nothing to do with

that way, I didn’t press

“Have

you

“Yeah.”