Then, she grabbed his wrist and insisted, âWeâre going to the hospital, no arguments.
â
A ripple of warmth welled up inside his heart, but Mitchel still acted tough.
âNo need.
You can just help me rub some ointment on it.
â
âFine.
Thereâs medicine in the car, right?â Raegan didnât 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 Mitchelâs 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, âCanât you read the room?â
Matteo frowned.
Annoyed, Victor glared at Matteo.
Matteo, unfazed, continued, âMy boss got injured when he saved Raegan.
It makes sense for her to help him with his injury, does it not?â
Victor retorted, âIs 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?â
At this, Matteo fell silent, feeling he couldnât 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, âMr.
Dixon isnât like that! Heâs a gentleman and wouldnât do anything to Raegan against her will.
âs BunnyBookery Besides, his shoulderâs injured.
He canât hurt her.
How dare you accuse him of having any âll terior motivesâ?â
Matteo showcased his eloquence.
In fact, Mitchel wasnât 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, âJust sit here and watch.
You got nothing to worry about.
â
Meanwhile, in the car, Raegan stared at Mitchelâs blood-soaked clothes, at a loss as to where to start.
In the end, she could only frown and suggest, âHow about we just go to the hospital?â
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âNo need.
Just apply the medicine.
Iâll be fine.
â Mitchel knew his own body very well.
He didnât want to go to the hospital over such an injury.
Raegan pouted and whined, âWhy donât you take yourself seriously?â
Despite the unmistakable grumble in her tone, her concern was still music to Mitchelâs ears.
It turned out that she cared about him, albeit subconsciously.
And that was a good sign.
Mitchel thought to himself that perhaps he shouldâve gotten injured sooner.
Just then, he came up with an idea.
He cleared his throat and said gruffly, âI canât use my hand.
Can you help me take off my shirt to take care of my wound?â
âUhâ¦â Raegan blushed furiously, feeling embarrassed at the mere thought of undressing him.
She wouldâve felt uncomfortable undressing any man, let alone Mitchel.
Sensing her reluctance, Mitchelâs eyes darkened.
âForget it.
Iâll do it myself.
â