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

thought to himself that perhaps he should've

then, he came

and said gruffly, "I

take off my shirt

"Uh..."

at the

uncomfortable undressing

reluctance, Mitchel’s

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

and clumsily tried to unbutton his

button was finally undone, he straightened his back and tried to

let out a

to notice

"Does it hurt?"

it was good

realized that Raegan yielded to a more subtle

answered in a hoarse voice, "A

of blood permeated the

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

"Let me do it."

barely hide his smile, but he tried desperately to hold it back and

her head to keep from staring at his defined muscles and gingerly stretched out her hand to search

for her soft fingers

cold hands touched every part of

of a sudden,

stopped what she was doing and looked up in a

Did

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

down at the part she had just touched and turned

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

to

Raegan flushed even more.

interior wasn't particularly spacious with

false move from Raegan, and she could hurt

sure to be extra careful as she tried to take off

his shirt was half

the back of

tried to stand up to get a clearer

or I won't be

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

she knelt

was just tall enough to reach

forward, and the leather seat sank a little underneath her

the rearview mirror, Mitchel could see her every

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

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

looked incredibly

"I had to kneel on the seat so that I could

a gentle smile, but his

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

to speak her mind,

Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him

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

took a deep breath and tried to focus on the wound,

of the

an obvious glass shard around two centimeters big wedged

from the medical kit and warned, "This

about to take the glass

"Okay."

glass out with the tweezers and then

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