Cline finally put down the vegetable salad and picked up a napkin to wipe the corners of her mouth.
In the five years she had been with him, he had never taken care of her like this. Luana was utterly shocked.
She stared blankly at the man in front of her with her clear, innocent eyes, feeling as if all of this was surreal.
Cline, however, didn't seem to find anything amiss. He calmly wiped her mouth with the napkin.
After cleaning her up, he took out his phone and called Eva. He asked Eva to bring medical equipment to the villa.
Hearing this, Luana quickly snapped out of her daze and said, "I'll be fine with just some rest. There's no need to trouble Dr. Eva."
Cline glanced at her coldly, his tone domineering and brooking no refusal. "Whether it's troublesome or not, I'm the one who decides."
Luana had no choice but to keep quiet and let him arrange everything...
When Eva pushed a cart full of instruments into the room, Cline had already left.
Watching Eva administer medication and prepare an IV drip, Luana felt embarrassed.
Eva gave her a meaningful smile and said, "Miss Hammond, you're truly fortunate."
Eva's words hinted that Cline's attitude towards her was somewhat special.
But Luana felt that this so-called special treatment was probably just out of pity.
After all, they had been together for five years. Anyone, no matter how indifferent, would show more concern upon learning she had a heart condition.
Unaware of Luana's thoughts, Eva taped the needle to the back of her hand and handed her several boxes of medicine. "You're not only fortunate but also lucky. I've just acquired a batch of medication for late-stage heart failure from abroad. Although these drugs won't extend your life, they can help alleviate some of your pain..."
Seeing the boxes of medicine, Luana felt a wave of warmth.
Although Eva was acting on Cline's orders, her actions were still compassionate.
Luana took the medicine, thanking her softly.
Eva returned the smile, instructed her to rest well, and then left with her medical bag.
At that moment, Cline was sitting in the sofa area outside, handling work.
He was juggling several work phones and multiple computers, all conducting video conferences simultaneously. Despite being extremely busy, he stayed at home, clearly to take care of the sick Luana.
In Eva's eyes, this woman must be very important to him.
After Cline ended all the video conferences, Eva approached and said, "Mr. Moriarty, Miss Hammond still needs some time to recuperate. I'll come by regularly to administer her IVs."
Cline didn't even glance at Eva, just coldly nodded. His expression was tinged with fatigue.
He thought Eva would leave after reporting, but she stood there, as if she had something more to say.
He furrowed his finely shaped brows and asked indifferently, "Anything else?"
Eva hesitated for a few seconds, but she still voiced her doubt, "Mr. Moriarty, do you... care about Miss Hammond?"
Eva thought that if Mr. Moriarty really cared, then her helping Luana hide her condition might not be fair to him.
Upon hearing this, Cline lifted his frosty eyes and glanced at Eva coldly.
Feeling his gaze, Eva immediately realized she had said something wrong and hurriedly wanted to apologize, but Cline spoke before she could.
"She is nothing more than a physical necessity to me," he said, as if emphasizing that his concern for Luana was only to that extent.
Hearing this, Eva was taken aback for a few seconds.
She had thought that his urgency in taking Luana to the hospital and bringing her home for treatment meant he had some feelings for her.
She never expected that Miss Hammond was merely a means to satisfy his physical desires... which probably explained why he had kept her for five years without changing.
Eva had previously guessed that Luana was the woman Cline kept, based on her own admission of being a substitute.
She had known for years that Cline had a woman, but she had never met her before.
She used to think that his not changing women for five years meant he had developed feelings for her.
Now she understood that men, unlike women, were not so sentimental. They simply satisfied their physical needs. There was no real affection involved.
Especially for someone like Cline, who had a severe mental disease with women, once he found a woman he could be with, he would naturally keep her by his side.
Eva was relieved that she had asked the question. Otherwise, she would have thought he truly cared about Miss Hammond and felt it was unfair to hide her condition from him.
Now that she knew his thoughts, Eva felt it was nothing to worry about.
Cline had always been indifferent, uncaring about others' lives, and never kept anyone who was useless.
If he knew Miss Hammond was seriously ill, he might abandon her before she died.
The door was ajar. The voices of the two outside drifted into the room, landing in Luana's ears like a harsh reality.
She finally realized her place in Cline's heart.
In truth, she had known all along that she was nothing more than a tool to satisfy his desires.
But never had a moment made her feel so utterly heartbroken as now.
She raised her right hand and quickened the drip of the IV, as if faster infusions could bring quicker recovery.