"How important do you think you are?" Joseph scoffed inwardly. Turning away from Cora's car, he walked across to the opposite lane and flagged down an oncoming cab. By sheer coincidence, the driver turned out to be the owner of the breakfast diner.Smiling, the man asked, "Dr. Hart, what are you doing out here? Where's your car?""I was just having dinner nearby," Joseph replied calmly, sliding into the backseat. "But an emergency came up. I need to head back to the hospital."He kept his expression neutral, riding the rest of the way in silence. Along the way, the driver took a call from his family. The deep concern in his wife's voice and the cheerful chatter of his children practically spilled through the phone's receiver. The warm, harmonious atmosphere filled Joseph with envy.Ordinary people had to struggle just to make ends meet, he thought, but at least their relationships weren't suffocated by status, money, and ulterior motives. They were probably happier for it. Th
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