Connor knew Grant had just been rushed to the nearby community hospital. Once he got there, he headed straight for the emergency department to get some information. "Are you talking about the guy with his back full of glass shards?" the nurse asked. "He's already left."

The two nurses were clearly impressed by Grant and were still chatting about him enthusiastically.

"His back was covered in glass shards, some of them lodged really deep, but he didn't make a peep or even wince while they cleaned him up."

"Dr. Thompson suggested he stay for observation, but he waved it off like it was nothing. Just slapped on some antiseptic, got bandaged up, and walked out. Tough guy."

"I saw his wife looking so worried, almost in tears. Heard it was a lamp that fell, and he got hurt saving her."

"His wife's lucky to have such a good man. Honestly, who throws themselves into danger for someone else these days? And he's easy on the eyes too."

"Yeah, but it's not just him. Have you seen his wife? She's absolutely stunning. They're a match made in heaven."

Listening to the nurses gossip, Connor's mood darkened. It felt like a weight was pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe. He left the hospital and called Chloe. She picked up quickly. "Where are you?" Connor asked, his voice calm and steady.

"Just by the roadside, having a bowl of noodles with a friend. I'll send you my location. Pick me up in ten minutes." Chloe replied.

Chloe sent her location to Connor right away. It wasn't the name of any noodle joint he recognized. Checking the map, Connor saw it was less than a mile from where he was.

He drove straight over and soon

pulled up across the street from a humble noodle stall, not some fancy restaurant. The dim streetlights cast a soft glow over the bustling little spot with a few small tables and chairs scattered around. Most of the clientele were students from the nearby university, and nearly every table was packed.

Connor spotted Grant and Chloe quickly among the crowd. The stall owner was just serving them two steaming bowls of spaghetti bolognese. Grant picked up his fork and dug in. Chloe wasn't really hungry, having indulged in plenty of desserts earlier at the banquet. She was there purely to keep Grant company on his birthday, following the tradition of eating "longevity noodles."

Watching Grant eat with such enthusiasm, Chloe took a poached egg from her bowl and placed it into his. "I'm not hungry, you eat," she said, eyes full of concern. "You've lost a lot of blood. Who knows how long it'll take to recover?"

Grant looked up at Chloe's worried expression and, for a moment, let out a rare smile. "Back when I was boxing, I broke a few bones, and you weren't this worried. What's a little cut?" Chloe replied, "You were just a kid then. Broken bones heal fast at that age. But now, you're not as young. You've got to take care of yourself."

Grant playfully flicked her forehead. "Come on, you make me sound ancient."

They continued to tease each other while enjoying their noodles. Connor watched them from afar, feeling a knot in his stomach. Despite everything, he had never meddled in Chloe's friendships.

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