Luana felt as if she had been struck by lightning, rooted to the spot in shock. Cline knew about Albion?
"You've called out this name in your sleep, many, many times," he said as if he had long harbored resentment towards this name.
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He had investigated this person before, but it was as if Albion had been deliberately erased by some mysterious force, leaving no trace to be found, so he had stopped pursuing it.
But now, he was suddenly extremely curious about who Albion was, someone she couldn't forget even in her dreams.
Luana never expected that she would call out Albion's name in her sleep.
Her thoughts immediately drifted back to when she first signed the lover's agreement. At that time, after their sex, Cline would still stay with her until she fell asleep.
But it didn't last long. He stopped doing that.
She had naively thought it was because Cline despised her.
It was only now that she realized it was because she had called out Albion's name in her sleep, prompting him to leave immediately after their sex.
Luana was filled with astonishment. She knew Cline had a mental obsession with purity.
Despite knowing that she harbored feelings for someone else, he had endured her for a full five years.
During those long five years, how awkward and painful it must have been for him every time he faced her.
She stared blankly at Cline, her mind a complete blank, unsure of how to respond.
But she felt that since Cline had tolerated her for so long, she should at least give him an explanation.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she said, "Albion... was someone who once promised to be with me for a lifetime."
Cline noticed that after saying this, her eyes gradually dimmed, as if she had instantly fallen into memories of the past.
His expression instantly turned stern, and he said, "It seems you love him very much."
Luana snapped out of her memories and responded indifferently, "I used to love him deeply."
Cline continued to press, "What about now?"
"Now?"
Luana looked at Cline, observing his sharply defined thin lips and his face, chiseled like a sculpture, and felt an urge to blurt out, "Now I love you."
However, she lacked the courage to say it and felt she had lost the right to say it.
After all, her body was so weak, and even if she had love in her heart, she felt unworthy of him.
She clenched her hands tightly, forced a smile, and said, "Now I don't love anyone."
This statement seemed to imply that she had never loved Cline.
Cline's fingers, holding the cigarette, trembled, and then he abruptly extinguished the cigarette and threw it out the window.
At the moment the cigarette hit the ground, his eyes, which had been flushed with emotion, instantly returned to their usual cold and distant state.
He opened the car door and said in an icy tone, "Get out of the car."
Luana glanced at him and faintly sensed the disappointment in his emotions.
At that moment, she felt a strong urge to tell him that she loved him deeply.
But she was stubborn by nature and would never easily reveal her feelings before a man expressed his love first.
She was afraid of getting hurt, afraid that her sincere heart would be belittled and ridiculed.
She had loved Albion wholeheartedly, thinking he would cherish her for a lifetime, but what did she end up with?
Nothing but pain. She nearly lost her life.
Cline's status was far more noble than Albion's. Such an unattainable person was not even allowed to be fantasized about.
She had a clear understanding of her own identity and situation and would never make such unrealistic mistakes again.
Luana withdrew her gaze, got out of the car, and left without any hesitation.
The car behind her disappeared into the garage like an arrow released from a bow.
As the car left, Luana stopped and instinctively looked back.
She couldn't help but wonder what Cline's reaction would be if he knew she was going to die soon.
She thought he would probably be indifferent. How could someone as cold as him feel compassion for her?
Luana lowered her eyelashes, a faint sense of loss welling up in her heart, making her inexplicably sad...
After driving the car back home, Luana planned to return it to the company when she went to handle the handover procedures tomorrow.
After taking a shower, she picked up her phone.
Mr. Night had neither replied to her WhatsApp nor called her again.
Luana breathed a sigh of relief, secretly glad that he hadn't continued to bother her. Otherwise, she would have been exhausted.
As she was about to put down her phone, she suddenly remembered what Cline had mentioned about Calvert being the future son-in-law of the Moriarty family.
After pondering for a moment, she picked up her phone and searched for information about Calvert online.