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

himself that perhaps he should've gotten injured

then, he came up

cleared his throat and said gruffly, "I can't use

help me take off my shirt to

"Uh..."

feeling embarrassed at the mere thought of

would've felt uncomfortable undressing any man,

her reluctance, Mitchel’s

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

uninjured arm and clumsily tried to

undone, he straightened his back and tried to

let out

seemed to notice his

"Does it hurt?"

was good to admit

Mitchel realized that Raegan yielded to a more subtle approach rather

answered in a hoarse voice,

smell of blood

bit her lips and nedded, as though she had made up her mind about

"Let me do it."

tried desperately to hold it back and put on a

at his defined muscles and gingerly stretched out her hand to search for

it was inevitable for her soft fingers to brush against the man’s

every part

of a sudden,

was doing and looked up in

wrong? Did I hurt

frowned and said in a low voice, "You touched the wrong

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

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

to

Raegan flushed even more.

wasn't particularly spacious

Raegan,

to be extra careful as she tried

his shirt was half taken

wound was on the back of his

up to get a clearer view

I won't be

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

couldn't see the wound, so she knelt one knee on the seat to prop herself up

with her back straight, she was just tall enough to reach

forward, and the leather seat sank a little underneath

Mitchel

that he was watching her in the mirror, Raegan looked up at

kneeling down

looked

kneel on the seat so that I could

lips curved upward into a gentle smile, but his

"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

feeling sorry for him and yanked his

as his front, and now that his shirt was fully off, his pheromones wafted in

focus on the wound, ignoring his extraordinary back

handle of the glass didn't

was an obvious glass shard around two centimeters big wedged inside the

out the tweezers from the medical kit

about to take the glass shard

"Okay."

with the tweezers and then blew

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