It’s clearly not! Look at you. Don’t move, I’ll grab the first-aid kit.
Rosalie got up, went to the cab, and retrieved a medical kit before rushing back. Thankfully, she had a medical kit on hand.
Lie down here. I’ll help you treat it.
She had treated Justin’s injuries before, so she was a bit more experienced now.
Justin didn’t resist this time, allowing Rosalie to undo the bandages on his shoulder. When she saw the wound, she was shocked. The blood stains on it had already blackened.
How did it get like this? We need to go to the hospital!
It’s fine, Rose. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be okay.
Justin opened the medical kit and pulled out the necessary supplies. Then, he used a cotton ball soaked in antiseptic to clean the wound.
Justin, let me do it, Rosalie said, taking the tweezers from his hand. Lie still.
She understood his reluctance to go to the hospital, likely to avoid further complications. So, she stopped urging him to go to the hospital. For now, she would try to stabilize the injury; if it worsened, they could seek help later.
Rosalie leaned closer and carefully treated his wound. Finally, she wrapped it with clean bandages. Afterward, she grabbed a clean towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
What on earth happened? Tell me now. How did you get shot? Who did this to you?
That night, after I dropped you off at the hotel, a man snuck into my car and threatened me. He wanted to kill me. I managed to survive by jumping into the sea, but I still got shot, Justin replied.
What man? What did he look like? Rosalie asked, her heart pounding.
She couldn’t believe Justin had gone through something so dangerous. If she had known, she wouldn’t have let him leave that night.
He was masked, so I didn’t see his face. The lighting was dim, but he was tall and thin. His voice sounded fake, as if he was deliberately disguising it. But…
But what? Rosalie pressed.
But I think…you know him.
I know him? Rosalie was stunned. Why do you think that?
She racked her brain, trying to think of someone she knew who would want to kill Justin. Could it be Sebastian? Or Theodore?
The man said he likes you. He wasn’t happy that I was around you. He felt I was in his way, ruining his plans.
Rosalie stared at Justin, dazed. After a while, she asked, He told you directly that he likes me?
Justin nodded. Yes. That’s why I believe he’s someone you know. He might even be someone close to you. Think about it-do you know anyone like that?
Rosalie thought hard. The only people who came to mind were Sebastian and Theodore, but she didn’t think either of them would stoop to something so sinister.
Justin, you’ve met both Sebastian and Theodore. Do you think it could be them?
Justin paused, recalling the details. I only know it was a man, and he was well-disguised. I can’t say for sure if it was them or not.
Without solid evidence, Justin didn’t want to make baseless accusations. He couldn’t be 100% certain it wasn’t them, but he also couldn’t confirm it was. This needed to be investigated thoroughly.
If it really is one of them, then…
Rosalie couldn’t bear to imagine that one of them might have done something so malicious. It was too horrifying to consider.
Rose, no matter who he is, his target is me. I don’t think he’ll harm you, so you don’t need to worry.
But I’m worried about you! Rosalie said. You’re injured, and you nearly lost your life. I’m so sorry. This is all because of me.
This isn’t your fault. I chose to
come here, and it has nothing to do with you. Don’t blame yourself. I’II find out who he is. Before I leave, I’l
make sure this threat is eliminated. Even if he does like you, I believe he’s a dangerous person!
Seeing Justin still worrying about her even in his current state, Rosalie felt both sorrowful and deeply moved.
He had traveled so far to find her, and now he was doing this for her. Why?
Rosalie had a vague idea of the answer, but she didn’t dare to ask.
Justin, get up. I’ll help you to the bed to rest. You’re not going anywhere tonight—just rest.
That doesn’t seem appropriate. Justin hesitated.
There’s nothing inappropriate about it. The room next door is unoccupied. Come on, I’ll help you over.
Rosalie lifted Justin’s arm over her slender shoulders and helped him up. Staggering, she supported him as they made their way to the room.