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

Stop! Let’s get it taken care

seen people on television do that before, it

on his face. It was as if the shoulder

Clink!

was eventually dug out, and it fell to the floor. With unusually steady hands, he then dressed the wound with a bandage

with doing this. After all, in the eight years he had spent in the military, he had taken care of his own wounds multiple

said. “Time to

soon started

was too much for her, but all she could think

shot there! Was that all? Is that really… okay? Would the wound be infected?

the hospital,” she worriedly

method might have been crude, it was absolutely

could learn how to cure their own illnesses. Similarly, someone

driving to

down, she was even more grateful for his presence. If not for him, she would have been dead by now. It was unlikely for her to ever find another driver who would be willing to take a bullet for her. Since he did not care about his body, she would take care

never imagined that anyone else, especially a woman as beautiful

but to turn the car around to drive to the hospital. Once his wound

you don’t have to pick me up early,” she gently said. “You

is fine. I’ll be there at

drove back home at a leisurely pace after dropping off

too obnoxious. It was past ten, yet the cars still had their high beams on. It made it hard

just because they can drive luxury cars?” he grumbled as he put them out of

“Wait, no!”

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