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

thought to himself that perhaps he should've

he came up

cleared his throat and said gruffly,

take off my shirt to take

"Uh..."

feeling embarrassed at the mere thought

would've felt uncomfortable undressing any man, let

reluctance, Mitchel’s

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

lifted his uninjured arm and clumsily tried

his back and

a while, he let out a frustrated

seemed to notice

"Does it hurt?"

good to

last, Mitchel realized that Raegan yielded to a more subtle approach rather than a

eyebrows and answered in

pungent smell of blood permeated the

bit her lips and nedded, as though

"Let me do it."

tried desperately to hold it back and put on a

keep from staring at his defined muscles

for her soft fingers to brush against the

every part of

a

what she was doing and looked

wrong? Did

frowned and said in a low voice, "You touched

down at the part she had just touched and turned as

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

seductive voice seemed to make

Raegan flushed even more.

particularly spacious with Mitchel's stout

false move from Raegan, and

extra careful as

his shirt was half

on the back of his

stand up to get

over sideways, or I won't be able to

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

the wound, so she knelt

back straight, she was just tall enough to reach

the leather seat sank a little

mirror, Mitchel

that he was watching her in the mirror, Raegan

herself kneeling down behind him, her hand resting

posture looked

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

a gentle smile,

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

dare to speak her mind, lest she look

was so annoying! Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him and yanked his shirt

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

and tried to focus on the wound,

handle of the glass didn't go

was an obvious glass shard around

the tweezers from the

about to take

"Okay."

carefully pulled the broken glass out with the tweezers

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