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 would've felt uncomfortable

eyes darkened. "Forget it. I'll do it myself." He lifted his uninjured arm and clumsily

his shirt off, but it was futile. After a while, he

to

hurt?" Sometimes it was good

Mitchel realized that

to a more subtle approach

as though she had made up her mind about something. "Let me

his defined muscles and gingerly stretched 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

a sudden, Mitchel

"You touched the wrong spot." Raegan looked down at the part she had just touched and turned as

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

Raegan flushed even more.

particularly spacious

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

shirt was half taken off. His wound was on the back of his shoulder. Raegan frowned and tried to stand up to get a clearer view

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

with her back straight, she was just tall

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

her in the mirror, Raegan

could see herself kneeling down behind him, her hand

into a gentle smile, but his eyes burned with desire. "Do 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

were as well defined as

off, his pheromones wafted in

to focus on the wound, ignoring his extraordinary back

handle of the glass didn't go deep. But there was an

I'm about to take the glass shard out." "Okay." Raegan carefully pulled the broken glass out with the tweezers and then blew on the wound out of habit. This was what she did whenever Janey got

on the other hand, stiffened

endure the pain no matter what, but if she went

blowing on the

disinfect it and apply medicine, which gradually calmed

problem was that the wound was in tricky spot. And the

and decisively started wrapping the gauze under his arm.