I’m Someone Else

Thomas shook his head and glanced at his bleeding wound. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. We need to find a place to stop the car. I have to get the bullet out.”

“Get the bullet out?”

Olivia was stunned to hear that. Should they not go to the hospital then? Why did it sound like he planned on taking it out himself?

He pulled the car to a stop at a rather secluded spot and wound up the windows. The car’s windows were so heavily tinted that no one standing outside would be able to see what was happening inside. He then found a paring knife and grabbed a lighter to sterilize it with.

“Do you know who they are? They were driving a Cadillac,” he asked.

“A Cadillac?”

She frowned upon hearing that as her face clouded over.

“I think they are part of the same group.”

“Do you know who they are?” he repeated.

“I don’t. However, before they appeared, there was a time when I clocked out of work late and had to drive home by myself. They followed me throughout the entire drive and only left when I managed to call my family who then sent some men to escort me home.”

That incident had happened quite a while ago, so she had only assumed it was a coincidence. She had not expected them to appear in her life again.

She did not know them at all, so why did they want to kill her?

He nodded and kept quiet. The knife was nearly sterilized. Without hesitation, he swiftly stabbed the knife into his wound.

“Aah!”

in shock when

doing? Are you crazy? Stop! Let’s

seen people on television do that before, it was still horrifying

ignored her cries and continued with his task. There was not a single sign of pain on his face. It was as if the shoulder the

Clink!

and it fell to the floor. With unusually steady hands, he then dressed the wound

all, in the eight years he had spent in the military, he had taken care of his own wounds multiple times. This was nothing compared

“Time

started toward

bullet with a knife was too much for her, but all

all? Is that really… okay? Would the wound be infected?

go to the hospital,” she worriedly

was just an ordinary gunshot wound. While his method might have been crude, it was absolutely safe. Anyway, this was minor. He had dealt with worse injuries before, but he was still alive, wasn’t

was a patient for long enough, one could learn how to cure their own illnesses. Similarly, someone who had been hurt

She adamantly insisted on driving to the hospital, even if the doctors would merely smear some antiseptic

It was unlikely for her to ever find another

anyone else, especially a woman as beautiful as Olivia,

choice but to turn the car around to drive to the hospital. Once his wound was properly cleaned and dressed, they set off once more

me up early,” she gently

there at eight,” he replied with

drove back home at a leisurely pace after dropping

two cars was because the drivers were being too obnoxious. It was past ten, yet the cars still had their high beams

everything? Do they own the roads just because they can drive

“Wait, no!”

these not the cars that had driven next to them just now? The people who were