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

to himself that perhaps he should've gotten injured

came up with an

throat and said gruffly, "I can't use my

my shirt to take care

"Uh..."

blushed furiously, feeling embarrassed at the mere thought of undressing

uncomfortable undressing any

reluctance, Mitchel’s

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

and clumsily tried

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

he let

to notice

"Does it hurt?"

was good to

Mitchel realized that Raegan yielded to a more subtle

answered in a hoarse voice,

of blood permeated the

as though she

"Let me do it."

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

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

her soft fingers

cold hands touched every

of a

what she was doing and

wrong? Did

frowned and said in a low voice, "You touched the wrong

at the part she had just touched and turned as red as a

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

seemed to make her heart race

Raegan flushed even more.

particularly spacious

move from Raegan, and she could

to be extra careful as

shirt was

the back of

and tried to stand up to get a clearer view of

over sideways, or I won't be able to apply

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

knelt one knee on the seat to

back straight, she was

lean forward, and the leather seat sank a little underneath

the rearview mirror, Mitchel could

was watching her in the mirror, Raegan

kneeling down behind

looked incredibly

kneel on the seat so that

lips curved upward into a gentle smile,

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

he meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

speak her mind, lest she

so annoying! Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him

well defined as his front, and now that his shirt was fully off, his

deep breath and tried to focus on the wound, ignoring

the handle of the glass

around two centimeters big wedged inside the

took out the tweezers from the medical

about to take the

"Okay."

out with the tweezers and

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