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 a good

that perhaps

then, he came

throat and said gruffly, "I can't

my shirt to

"Uh..."

furiously, feeling embarrassed at the mere thought

would've felt uncomfortable undressing any man, let alone

her reluctance, Mitchel’s eyes

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

arm and clumsily

was finally undone, he straightened his back and

let out

seemed to notice

"Does it hurt?"

good to

a more subtle approach rather than

eyebrows and answered in a hoarse

of

and nedded, as though

"Let me do it."

he tried desperately to hold it back and put on

keep from staring at his defined muscles and gingerly stretched out

fingers

cold hands touched every part of

a sudden,

doing and looked

Did

said in a low voice, "You touched

just touched and turned as red as

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

to make her heart

Raegan flushed even more.

particularly spacious with Mitchel's

false move from Raegan, and she

her breath, she made sure to be extra careful

shirt was half taken

was on the back of his

tried to stand up to get

or I won't be able to

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

wound, so she knelt one

she was just tall enough

the leather seat sank a little underneath

the rearview mirror, Mitchel could see her every

her in the mirror,

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

looked

had to kneel on the seat so that I could get

a gentle

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

meant something

Raegan's face turned crimson.

mind,

Raegan stopped feeling sorry for

now that his shirt was fully off, his pheromones wafted

deep breath and tried to focus on the

the handle of the glass

shard around

from the medical kit and warned,

take

"Okay."

broken glass out with the tweezers and then blew on the wound

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