Love Unbreakable

Chapter 340 She Actually Cares About Him!

A ripple of warmth welled up inside his heart, but Mitchel still acted tough.

“No need.

You can just help me rub some ointment on it."

"Fine.

There's medicine in the car, right?"

Raegan didn't feel the need to argue.

After all, in her eyes, applying some medicine to the person who had just saved her was no big deal.

Still holding Mitchel's wrist, Raegan started to lead him toward the door.

Victor started to chase after them, but before she could get a single word out, Matteo interrupted her, “Can't you read the room?"

Matteo frowned.

Annoyed, Victor glared at Matteo.

Matteo, unfazed, continued, "My boss got injured when he saved Raegan.

It makes sense for her to help him with his injury, does it not?"

Victor retorted, “Is Raegan a doctor or a nurse? Why should she be the one to help him? What if your boss has ulterior motives and is just finding an excuse to lure her into his car?"

At this, Matteo fell silent, feeling he couldn't argue on that.

Mitchel never bothered to hide his intentions of remarrying Raegan by seizing every opportunity to get along with her.

Mitchel hoped that the whole world would know how he felt about Raegan! But as a seasoned assistant, Matteo knew what he should say.

Matteo coughed and said indignantly, "Mr.

Dixon isn't like that! He's a gentleman and wouldn't do anything to Raegan against her will.

Besides, his shoulder's injured.

He can't hurt her.

How dare you accuse him of having any ‘ulterior motives'?"

Matteo showcased his eloquence.

In fact, Mitchel wasn't mortally wounded.

Such a minor flesh wound on his shoulder was no big deal for him.

Matteo knew that Mitchel could still beat him up in the blink of an eye.

But he had to convince Victor that Mitchel was weak to reassure her.

Then, Matteo dragged Victor into another car and said, "Just sit here and watch.

You got nothing to worry about."

Meanwhile, in the car, Raegan stared at Mitchel's blood-soaked clothes, at a loss as to where to start.

In the end, she could only frown and suggest, "How about we just go to the hospital?"

"No need.

Just apply the medicine.

I'll be fine."

Mitchel knew his own body very well.

He didn't want to go to the hospital over such an injury.

Raegan pouted and whined, "Why don't you take yourself seriously?"

Despite the unmistakable grumble in her tone, her concern was still music to Mitchel's ears.

It turned out that she cared about him, albeit subconsciously.

was a

that perhaps he should've gotten

then, he came up with an

throat and said gruffly, "I

help me take off my shirt

"Uh..."

furiously, feeling embarrassed at the mere thought

felt uncomfortable undressing any man, let alone

her reluctance, Mitchel’s eyes

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

arm and clumsily tried

he straightened his back and tried to shrug his shirt off, but it

while, he let

to notice his

"Does it hurt?"

it was good

to a more

and answered in a

of blood permeated

nedded, as though she had made up her mind about

"Let me do it."

but he tried desperately

to keep from staring at his defined

inevitable for her soft fingers to brush against

every part of his

of a

she was doing and looked up

Did

a low voice, "You touched the wrong

down at the part she had just touched and turned as red as a

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

voice seemed to

Raegan flushed even more.

particularly spacious

false move from Raegan, and she could hurt

breath, she made sure to be extra careful as

his shirt was half taken

the

stand up to get a clearer view of

won't be

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

couldn't see the wound, so she knelt one knee on the seat

straight, she was

tried to lean forward, and the leather seat sank a little underneath her

rearview mirror, Mitchel could see her

in the mirror, Raegan looked up at their

the mirror, she could see herself kneeling down behind him, her hand resting on

looked

had to kneel on the seat so that I could get

lips curved upward into a gentle smile, but

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

she didn't dare to speak her mind, lest she look like a horny

stopped feeling sorry for him and yanked his shirt

back muscles were as well defined as his front, and now that his shirt

and tried to focus on the wound,

handle of the

around two centimeters big wedged

out the tweezers from the medical kit

about to take the glass

"Okay."

with the tweezers

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