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 good

perhaps he should've

came up with

his throat and said gruffly, "I

my shirt to take care of my

"Uh..."

feeling embarrassed at the mere

would've felt uncomfortable undressing any man,

her reluctance, Mitchel’s eyes

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

uninjured arm and

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

let

to notice

"Does it hurt?"

good

a more subtle approach rather

eyebrows and answered in a hoarse voice,

smell of blood permeated the

bit her lips and nedded, as though she had made

"Let me do it."

his smile, but he tried desperately to hold it back

keep from staring at his defined muscles and gingerly stretched out her

it was inevitable for her soft fingers

cold hands touched every part of his

of a sudden, Mitchel

doing and looked

Did I

said in a low voice, "You touched

had just touched and turned as red as a

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

voice seemed to make her heart race

Raegan flushed even more.

wasn't particularly

from Raegan,

be extra careful as she tried

shirt was half taken

on the back

stand up to get

sideways, or I won't

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

so she knelt one knee on the seat to prop herself

back straight, she was just tall enough to

tried to lean forward, and the leather seat sank

the rearview mirror, Mitchel could see her every

that he was watching her in the mirror,

down behind him, her hand resting

looked

kneel on the seat so that I could get

upward into a gentle

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

he meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

she didn't dare to speak her mind, lest

annoying! Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him and

front, and now that his shirt was fully off, his

and tried to focus on the wound,

the glass

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

from the medical kit and warned, "This

about to take the

"Okay."

tweezers and then

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