Unstoppable Unforgiven (Shermaine and Joshua) novel Chapter 239

Chapter 239

Shermaine noticed him staring and looked back at him. She gave him a small nod to be friendly.

Richard lealized he was being weird and quickly said, “Sorry about that.”

“No worries.”

There was a glass of warm water sitting in front of Richard. He wrapped his hands around it, lost in heavy thoughts. ‘She looks so much like her way too much,‘ he thought.

This was the first time he’d ever seen someone who resembled her so closely. And Shermaine was just a young girl too. She looked pretty young.

In Rodunst, people usually drank ice water, but the server had brought him a cup of warm water instead. That was pretty similar to how they do things in Wallingtonian.

Richard suddenly switched to speaking Wallingtonian. “Are you from Wallingtonian?”

Shermaine knew he was asking her. “Yeah, I am.”

His Wallingtonian was perfect–no accent at all, totally pure.

Richard smiled. “You look a lot like her.”

“Her?”

When Richard talked about her, his eyes got all soft and gentle. “My wife.”

That made Shermaine curious. She’d always thought the only person who looked anything like her was Ross. They had similar features around the eyes

and face.

Well, and that clone too, but that made sense since the clone’s body used her biological mother’s genes. She’d never really met anyone else in the world

who looked like her.

“Could I see a photo?” Shermaine asked.

Richard hesitated and looked uncomfortable. “Sorry, for personal reasons, I can’t show you.”

“No problem.”

They chatted for a few more minutes, then let the topic drop. Shermaine went back to eating her ice cream while she waited for Joshua to get back.

But then suddenly, a bullet shot right through the glass and hit Richard square in the chest.

Richard clutched his chest, but his hand quickly turned red with blood as he collapsed to the ground. The whole scene made everyone scream in terror,

Shermaine instinctively looked through the bullet hole toward a window across the way. She caught sight of a black gun barrel pulling back inside before disappearing completely. Whoever fired the shot was already gone.

“Help me,” Richard whispered weakly, his face twisted in pain. He couldn’t die, not yet.

When Shermaine heard him, she crouched down beside him. “Don’t worry. You’re lucky. I’m a doctor.”

Richard’s eyes lit up when she said that. “Please, you have to save me. I can’t die now.”

Shermaine nodded and got to work. Soon enough, Richard’s bodyguards who’d been tailing him from a distance rushed inside. When they saw what happened, they immediately called for an ambulance.

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Shermaine Tooked up at them. “Your boss needs surgery right now. If we wait for the ambulance, it’ll be too late freed some surgica is hospital bring them here.”

Since they were Wallingtonians, they understood exactly what Shermaine was telling them.

“Can you save Mr. Murphy?” one of the bodyguards asked.

“I can do it.” Shermaine said.

If someone from another country had made that claim, they probably wouldn’t have believed it. But since Shermaine was Wallingtonian, they felt an instant connection with her. Plus, she had this natural way about her that made people trust what she said.

They rushed around getting everything she needed without question. Before long, they’d cleared everyone out of the pastry shop and set up a bunch of medical equipment inside.

When Joshua came back from his shopping trip, he knew something was wrong. Through the window, he could see Shermaine putting on a mask and medical gloves before disappearing into some kind of makeshift tent they’d built inside.

Joshua had never seen Shermaine handle a scalpel, but he’d watched her save people before. Since Danielle was her senior, that meant Shermaine wasn’t just good with traditional medicine. She had to be skilled in other areas too.

Joshua didn’t try to rush in and find Shermaine right away. The pastry shop was completely locked down anyway, with police standing guard and running their investigation.

Richard was a big deal. He was Wallingtonian but had Rodunst citizenship, kept a low profile but was super famous around here as a philanthropist. Everyone respected him. When someone like that gets attacked, the police take it really seriously.

After three whole hours, Shermaine pulled out the bullet and started stitching him up with help from the other doctors.

She worked fast – the other doctors just stood there with their jaws hanging open. They’d been worried at first about this woman who claimed to be a doctor, wondering if she actually knew what she was doing. But after watching the whole surgery, they were completely blown away.

When Shermaine finished the stitches, she pulled off her mask and stepped out of the tent.

“Doctor, how’s Mr. Murphy doing?” the bodyguard asked.

“Surgery went great,” Shermaine replied.

“Thank you so much.”