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

accident. The driver

a bit too many!”

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

stepped forward, and told Marc and April, “Diana’s

she needs

most temperamental person would obediently listen to

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

us here said he took care of you during your injury. Hold on to him. Oh, by the way, I noticed

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

my mind, Moss’s voice made me

colored my

placed his large hand on

speaking,

choked on my own saliva in

hurriedly patted my back to ease

to suppress the tickle in my throat, I waved my hand, “I’m fine.”

your temperature,” Moss suggested.

might be a bit

for some

open

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

is still weak; the window can only

nodded immediately. Moss settled back into the chair beside my bed.

up William made my heart sink bit by bit.

my throat, and

the experimental data…

of the words weren’t necessary; Moss understood.

said,

with you, but I have three conditions. First, don’t harm the people around

someone around you.

who’s responsible, you can ask Moss,” William’s voice carried a hint of

at Moss, who silently averted his

agree to this condition, but you better behave and not make things difficult for me. What’s

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

“Understood.”

to immediately suspend the sale of Gummy Skull.‘

pondered for a moment.

to the first two conditions. But the third condition…” William smiled, “Diana, you’re setting a trap for me. I’ve told you I have no connection

“William!”

conditions. So, be reasonable. Also… prioritize the development of

of triumph, William hung

clenched my phone, tightening my grip gradually.

warm, large hand held mine.

only temporary,” I heard Moss say, “we

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

and slightly

it. It has

press further,

“Have

you

“Yeah.”