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

himself that perhaps

came up with an

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

help me take off my shirt to take care

"Uh..."

at the mere thought of undressing

undressing any man, let

reluctance,

“Forget it.

I'll do it myself."

his uninjured arm and clumsily

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

he let out a frustrated

to

"Does it hurt?"

it was good to admit

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

and answered in a hoarse voice,

pungent smell of

her lips and nedded, as though she had made up her

"Let me do it."

could barely hide his smile, but he tried desperately to hold it back and put on

her head to keep from staring at his defined muscles and gingerly

inevitable for her soft fingers to

touched every

a

stopped what she was doing and looked up in a

Did I hurt

frowned and said in a low

she had just touched

"I...

I'm sorry,"

she stuttered embarrassedly.

"It's okay.

Go on..."

to make her heart race

Raegan flushed even more.

wasn't particularly spacious with Mitchel's stout

move from Raegan, and

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

was half taken

wound was on the back

stand up to get a clearer view of the

over sideways, or I won't be able to

Mitchel obediently turned sideways.

still couldn't see the wound, so she knelt one knee on the seat to

straight, she was just tall enough to

forward, and the leather seat

Mitchel could

her in the mirror, Raegan looked up at

she could see herself kneeling down

posture looked

kneel on the seat so that I

curved upward into a gentle smile, but his eyes burned

"Do whatever you want."

These words...

he meant

Raegan's face turned crimson.

she didn't dare to speak her mind,

so annoying! Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him and yanked his shirt off without

and now that his shirt was fully off, his pheromones wafted

tried to focus on the wound, ignoring his

handle of the glass didn't go

an obvious glass shard around two centimeters big

took out the tweezers from the

to take the glass shard

"Okay."

the tweezers and

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