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

thought to himself that perhaps

he came up with

his throat and said gruffly,

take off my shirt to

"Uh..."

at the mere thought of

undressing any

reluctance, Mitchel’s eyes

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

his uninjured arm and clumsily

finally undone, he straightened his back and tried to shrug his shirt off, but it was

a while, he let out a frustrated

seemed to notice

"Does it hurt?"

it was good to admit

yielded to a more subtle approach rather than

answered in a hoarse voice, "A

of blood permeated

her lips and nedded, as though

"Let me do it."

desperately to hold

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

soft fingers to

touched every part of his

a sudden, Mitchel

stopped what she was doing and looked up

Did I hurt

in a low voice,

the part she had just touched and turned

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

low and seductive voice seemed to make her heart race in her

Raegan flushed even more.

interior wasn't particularly spacious with

false move from Raegan,

breath, she made sure to be extra careful as she tried to take off his

was half taken

wound was on the back of

frowned and tried to stand up to get a clearer

or I won't be able

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

wound, so she knelt

with her back straight, she was just tall enough to reach Mitchel's

lean forward, and the leather seat sank

mirror, Mitchel could see

he was watching her in the mirror, Raegan looked up

herself kneeling down behind him, her hand

looked incredibly

kneel on the seat so

gentle smile,

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

speak her mind, lest she

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

his front, and now that his shirt was

and tried to focus on the wound,

the glass

an obvious glass shard around two centimeters big wedged

tweezers from the medical kit and warned,

about to take the

"Okay."

glass out with the tweezers and then blew on

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