The Luna Is Gone (Diana and Nathan) by Angelique Quinn novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161 

Diana’s pov 

“Marc and April watched me carefully, reassuring me that I would find a better partner and not to be 

sad.” 

They misunderstood. 

I didn’t feel the slightest sadness because of Nathan and Avia’s ridiculous marriage. 

1 just… couldn’t accept Ryley’s departure. 

These days, I keep recalling every little moment I spent with Ryley. 

I regretted, regretted why I didn’t treat him better. 

I was also puzzled, puzzled why he 

cost of his life. 

was so foolish, unwilling to reveal my plans to William even at the 

I went to a nearby bar, ordered a lot of drinks, one after another. 

I thought, as long as I got drunk, the pain, regret, self–blame, and confusion would disappear. 

But the fact is, the more I drank, the more my heart hurt, and the clearer my mind became. 

The only blurry thing was my vision blurred by tears, so much so that I didn’t realize at first that the guy holding my hand at that moment was Nathan! 

“What are you doing getting drunk in a bar?” 

A familiar voice came, and I suddenly came to my senses. 

Pushing Nathan away abruptly, I said coldly, “What’s it to you? Get lost!” 

Unexpectedly, Nathan didn’t react as angrily as I had expected, but he didn’t leave obediently either. 

He gave a smile that could be considered pleasant and said, “You look upset. Why?” 

I was annoyed. 

Why is this guy so persistent? 

I picked up a glass from the bar counter and smashed it against his shoulder, “I said, get lost!” Nathan is William’s partner, the accomplice of Ryley’s murderer. 

I hate him! So much! 

Nathan still didn’t leave. 

He took a step forward, closing the distance between us, and asked in a low, hoarse voice, “Did you receive mine and Avia’s wedding invitation?” 

I didn’t understand why he suddenly brought this up, rolled my eyes at him sarcastically, and said, “Congratulations, you’re finally… Finally, going to marry the woman you love most. I wish you both a lifetime of happiness!” 

At his words, Nathan furrowed his brow, his expression displeased, “Your words say one thing, but your heart says another.” 

Is he saying I’m being hypocritical? 

Maybe I am a bit. 

After all, how could I really wish them happiness when I despise Nathan and Avia so much? 

I guess alcohol must have clouded my judgment. 

I nodded, “Yeah, I’m being hypocritical. I curse you and Avia… You and Avia will get divorced sooner or later!” 

Strangely, when I said this, Nathan laughed again. 

Not that cold fake smile, but a genuinely happy one. 

“As expected,” he said, even somewhat smugly, “you’re upset about my upcoming wedding with Avia.” 

I was taken aback, “What are you saying?” 

Admit it, Diana, you still love me, so you can’t accept me marrying another woman, so much so that you’re getting drunk late at night!” his tone was confident. 

I was speechless, staring at Nathan for a long time, unable to bear it, and pushed him away forcefully. “Get lost!” I yelled, “Stop disgusting me.” 

I went upstairs with a bottle of alcohol. 

Upstairs war the room 1 had arranged. 

However, as I took a step, Nathan followed suit. 

I pushed open the door, wanting to enter quickly, but Nathan squeezed in before I could close it. 

I was annoyed, suppressing the urge to hit him, and asked, “What do you want? 

Nathan seemed puzzled by my question, his face showing a confused expression. 

It seemed he didn’t even know why he was following 

I reopened the door, saying coldly, “Leave my room.” 

Nathan didn’t leave. 

“If I leave, won’t you be even more upset?” he asked. 

I sneered inwardly. 

What made him think I was upset about him and Avia? Where did he get that confidence? 

And just as I hesitated for a moment, Nathan had already wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted my 

chin with his other hand. 

He stared deeply into my eyes and then leaned down to kiss me. 

The alcohol dulled my senses. 

I knew I should push Nathan away, maybe even slap him and kick him. 

But I didn’t have the strength. 

I was even deprived of a bit of breath, my legs too weak to stand. 

As for my thoughts… they were thrown into chaos by this kiss. 

In a daze, I felt myself being lifted, almost weightless. 

Then, I heard the door close. 

I was placed on a soft couch. 

“Diana…” a low, hoarse voice sounded in my ear, and I heard the man pressing on me say, “Let’s just pretend we’re both crazy!” 

I gradually couldn’t see the man’s face clearly, but the blurry face of Ryley before his death floated into my mind. 

So, when the man pressed down on me again, I hugged him back. 

And then, intermittent cries escaped from my throat. 

I pleaded, “Ryley… don’t die… please don’t die?” 

The man holding me suddenly stiffened. 

Then, a strong hand gripped my throat. 

“Who are you calling for?”