Can You Mend My Broken Heart? Chapter 454
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"Erm... it's nothing."
Saying that Dr. Nelson moved his shoulder coldly, becasue God forbid, he didn't want to have any weird thoughts about Akira inside of his head.
"Ok, then why you both are here?"
"Becasue... First, you sit down. I can't talk loudly about this," saying that he checked upon Dr. Oshana again and was relieved to see her busy with a couple of healthcare sector investors.
"Ok."
Saying that Akira sat next to Dr. Nelson on the couch but as she sat, one of her side slits, displayed a gorgeous length of her leg all generously.
"So what is going on !!!"
"Erm ... ok. First, can you cover that up?"
Saying that Dr. Nelson pointed at her slit.
"You kidding me right now. I am worrying the hell out here and you have the time to parent me now?"
Saying that Akira pulled the side of the gown and covered her leg.
Taking a deep breath Dr. Nelson said,
"The thing is, Raymond is able to remember to an old childhood memory of his, in bits and pieces, which were buried deep inside his memory. And somehow Sebastian became aware of this and asked Dr. Oshana to increase the medicine dosage immediately. We think there is some memory which was buried deep inside Raymond's head, but it is slowly resurfacing now becasue of the accident impact."
"So she is here to give the medicines?"
"Yes, and I am here to make sure that she gives fake medicines to Sebastian."
"And how did you get to know about this?"
"She called me up and told me herself."
"So seems like she isn't that bad after all."
"Well, I hope so. Plus I have one more task assigned to me as well."
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"And what is that?"
"To be your guardian angel, till your man arrives."
"So the whole parenting thing was included in the instruction manual?"
Akira smiled and asked.
"Well, that would be me. All me. Call me traditional or an old man. It's up to you."
Akira turned towards him and smiled and said,
"You clean up well Dr. Nelson !!!"
"Well, I was quite the charmer back in my time."
"I beg to differ !!!"
"You think I am not presentable enough."
"Geez... Jaby. More than presentable. I meant you are quite a charmer even now."
"And why would you say that?"
"Because madam Oshana has been eyeing you on and off, for quite a while. I think even after all this, she still has feelings for you."
"You got to be kidding me Akira."
Akira raised her palms up to her shoulders and said,
"Hey, don't attack me. I am just saying. She is the one who is eyeing on you."
"By the way, how did you send the douchebag away?"
"He has gone to the coatroom to get some stomach pain medicine for me from my coat."
"You have medicines in your coat?"
"No, I don't."
"Then he will be suspicious."
"I guess, but I had no other way to send him away."
"Damn !!! he is coming."
"Take this Ibuprofen strip and say that you found it in your clutch. You can pop one in front of him. No side effects. It's just a muscle relaxer."
"You are my lifesaver."
Saying that Akira quickly placed the strip in her clutch and held her stomach and slumped in one corner of the couch.
"Hey, are you ok? Your coat didn't have any tablets."
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"I am sorry. I wanted to call you and tell that I found tablets in my clutch. But I couldn't call."
"Great !!! Did you eat a tablet?"
"I wanted water or juice to take the tablet. But they are serving alcohol here."
Vikram annoyingly looked at Dr. Nelson as he sat there all unperturbed by the things happening next to him.
"Good God !!! Where are the helping habits of people."
He couldn't understand - how a man could sit there without even having a dime of concern when the person next to him was yelping in pain."
"Waiter !!!"
"We need some juice or water here please."
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