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.

that was a

himself that perhaps

he came up with an

his throat and said

off my

"Uh..."

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

finally undone, he straightened his back

he let out

to notice his

"Does it hurt?"

it was good

to a more subtle approach rather than a direct

answered

smell of

nedded, as though she

"Let me do it."

his smile, but he tried desperately to hold it back and put on

at his defined muscles and gingerly stretched out

inevitable for her soft fingers to brush against the

hands touched every part of his

of a

stopped what she was doing and looked

wrong? Did I

low voice, "You touched the

part she had just touched and turned as red

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

seductive voice seemed to make

Raegan flushed even more.

wasn't particularly spacious

Raegan, and she could

made sure to be extra careful as she tried to take off

shirt was half taken

was on the back of his

to get a clearer

sideways, or I won't be able to apply

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

the wound, so she knelt one knee on the seat to prop herself up

was

and the leather seat sank a little

mirror, Mitchel could see her

he was watching her in the mirror,

down behind him, her hand resting on his

posture looked

kneel on the seat so

gentle smile,

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

speak her mind, lest

so annoying! Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him

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

breath and tried to focus on

the glass didn't

there was an obvious glass shard around two centimeters big wedged

took out the tweezers from the medical kit

about to take

"Okay."

carefully pulled the broken glass out with the tweezers and then blew on

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