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!”

shock when she saw what

crazy? Stop! Let’s

television do that before, it was still horrifying to see

sign of pain on his face. It was as

Clink!

and it fell to the floor. With unusually steady hands, he then dressed the wound with a bandage before wiping away the blood on his hands with a

in the eight years he had spent in the military,

he said. “Time to send you

started toward

out a bullet with a knife was too much for

been shot there! Was that all? Is that really… okay? Would the wound be infected? What should they do if

let’s go to the hospital,” she

not have to worry. It was just an ordinary gunshot wound. While his method might have been crude, it was absolutely safe. Anyway, this was

cure their own illnesses. Similarly, someone who had been hurt multiple times could learn to clean and dress their

the hospital now!” She adamantly insisted on driving to the hospital, even if the doctors would

ever find another driver who would be willing

warmth. He never imagined that anyone else, especially a woman as beautiful as Olivia, would care for him that much other

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

tomorrow, you don’t have to pick me up early,”

is fine. I’ll be there at eight,” he replied with

no hurry, he drove back home at a leisurely pace

two Cadillacs drove toward them. The only reason why he noticed those two cars was because the drivers were being too obnoxious. It was past ten, yet the cars

money is everything? Do they own the roads just because they

“Wait, no!”

back to the two Cadillacs. Were these not the cars that had driven next to them just now? The people who were trying to