Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

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 be 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 Ti shoulder's injured. He can't hurt her.

How dare you accuse him of having any 'ulterior motives'?" wv.

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'l] 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.

And that was a good sign.

Mitchel thought to himself that perhaps he should've gotten injured sooner.

Just then, he came up with an idea. He cleared his throat and said gruffly, "I can't use my hand. Can you help me take off my shirt to take care of my wound?"

feeling embarrassed at the mere thought of undressing him. She

her reluctance, Mitchel's eyes darkened. "Forget it. I'll do it myself." He lifted his uninjured arm and clumsily tried to unbutton his

finally undone, he straightened his back and tried to shrug his shirt off, but it was futile. After a while,

to notice

was

last, Mitchel realized

more subtle approach

in a hoarse voice, "A little..." The pungent smell of blood permeated the air. Finally, Raegan bit her lips and nodded, as though she had made up her mind about something. "Let me do it." Mitchel could barely hide

out her hand to search for the button. But it was inevitable for her soft fingers to brush against the man's bare skin. Her cold hands touched

of a sudden, Mitchel

up in a hurry. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Mitchel frowned and said in a low voice, "You touched the wrong spot." Raegan looked down at the part she had just touched and turned as red as a tomato. "I... I'm

Go on..." Mitchel's low and seductive voice seemed to make her

Raegan flushed even more.

interior wasn't particularly spacious with

could hurt him. Holding her breath, she made sure to be extra

His wound was on the back of his shoulder. Raegan frowned and tried to stand up to get a clearer view of the wound. "Move

so she knelt one knee on

was just tall enough to

underneath her weight. From the rearview mirror, Mitchel could see her

the mirror, Raegan looked up at their reflection

herself kneeling down behind him, her hand resting on his shoulder. The posture

whatever you want." These words... Obviously, he meant something else. Raegan's face turned crimson. But she didn't dare to speak her mind, lest she look like a horny woman. He was so annoying! Pouting, Raegan stopped feeling sorry for him and yanked his

were as well defined as his front, and now that

off, his pheromones wafted in the air

took a deep breath and tried to focus on the wound, ignoring his

the glass didn't go deep. But there was an obvious glass shard around two centimeters

Raegan carefully pulled the broken glass out with the tweezers and then blew on the wound out of habit.

the other hand, stiffened as she blew on his

but if she went on like this, he'd lose

stopped blowing

to disinfect it and apply medicine, which gradually calmed Mitchel

it. But the problem was that the wound was in tricky spot. And the only way to bandage it was to

started wrapping the gauze