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

came up with

and said gruffly,

my shirt to take care

"Uh..."

at the mere thought

undressing any man, let

reluctance, Mitchel’s eyes

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

his uninjured arm and

the last button was finally undone, he straightened his back and tried to shrug his shirt off, but

while, he let out a

to notice

"Does it hurt?"

was good to admit

realized that Raegan yielded to a

his eyebrows and answered

pungent smell of

her lips and nedded, as though she had made up

"Let me do it."

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

her head to keep from staring at his defined muscles and

it was inevitable for her soft fingers to

hands touched every

a sudden, Mitchel

was doing and looked up in

wrong? Did

and said in a low voice,

she had just touched and turned as

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

seemed to make her heart race in her

Raegan flushed even more.

particularly

move from Raegan, and

sure to be extra careful as

shirt was half

the

up to get a clearer view of

I won't be able to apply the

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

knelt

her back straight, she was just tall

lean forward, and the leather

mirror, Mitchel

the mirror, Raegan looked

herself kneeling down behind him, her

posture looked incredibly

had to kneel on the seat so that

gentle smile,

"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

annoying! Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him and

and now that his shirt was fully

and tried to focus on the wound, ignoring

handle of the

around two centimeters big wedged inside

out the tweezers from the

about to take the

"Okay."

broken glass out with the tweezers and then blew on the

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