"No way. I'm afraid you'll get bitten by a stray dog," Claire retorted.
She was someone who held grudges fiercely.
The mere sight of Seth triggered memories of how utterly broken Noreen had been after their breakup.
She had to protect Noreen.
Unable to argue with her, Noreen finally caved.
Even though Seth was the injured party, he was relegated to the passenger seat.
Claire sat in the back, using her hands to measure the distance between the two of them in the front, complaining loudly that the car was too small and they were sitting way too close.
Noreen could do nothing but shake her head in amusement.
Fortunately, the hospital wasn't far. Noreen had initially planned to just drop him off and leave.
After all, he was a grown man; he could take care of himself.
But seeing his swollen, bruised jaw, her resolve softened.
Ultimately, she escorted him inside the clinic to get his wounds treated.
When the doctor asked about any medical conditions, Noreen subconsciously rattled off a few points.
For instance, she noted his allergy to alcohol, advising that they use saline or iodine to clean the cuts.
The doctor nodded approvingly and looked at Seth. "You better cherish your girlfriend, young man."
Noreen opened her mouth to clarify that they weren't together.
But Seth agreed before she could.
He agreed with absolute certainty.
Noreen frowned and stepped out into the hallway before Seth's treatment was even finished.
It wasn't long before Jude arrived.
Noreen had texted him the location, telling him to come take over.
He had made good time, sprinting through the doors and panting heavily. "Where's Seth?"
"Inside. The doctor is cleaning him up," Noreen replied, her tone as detached as if she were talking about a complete stranger.
Jude nodded and moved to go in.
Noreen stopped him with a question. "Who did he get into a fight with?"
Jude scratched his head nervously. "Healy."
"Healy?"


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