Can you mend my broken heart?

She heard him and rolled her eyes.

"What? You don't want to give me a kiss now?"

Taking a deep breath she moved her hands which surrounded his neck and hugged him tight instead. With her face resting on his chest she said,

"If I take one more step close to you, then I may not survive", she said and then her finger she started tracing circles around the button of his shirt.

He could get what she meant to say, without the need of her telling it explicitly. That was the beauty of their relationship.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

"A bit".

"What about now?"

Saying that he slowly moved one of his hand underneath her camisole and started tracing random patterns with his fingers on her back. Each movement was slow, like a gentle caress, like he was trying to tread some unknown meadows with caution.

"Mmm... It's nice", she said and closed her eyes lying in his arms.

He gently kissed on her head and continued running his fingers.

"Are you still angry?", she propped the question, knowing that his mood had softened.

He just shook his head and continued stroking her back with his fingers.

"Don't you ever dare to be angry again with me".

"For that, you need to stop pulling your so-called stunts".

"I just wanted to show you that I trusted you more. More than anything and anyone in the world".

"This is the last time you are doing something like this ok? And also this is the last time that he is going to touch you".

She nodded.

They kept swaying in each other's arms until the food arrived.

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[Meanwhile at BridgeRoad Residency]

Mr. Sebastian Walker was pacing in his study and was looking at the door from time to time. After about 10 minutes his house help knocked on the door.

"Sir Mr. Conrad has arrived".

"Ok, I will receive him now".

"Ok, sir".

Sebastian looked at a picture on his study table and took a deep breath before taking the stairs down.

"Conrad !"

"Sebastian !"

"How long has it been?"

"Thirty years I guess", Conrad said and extended his arm for a handshake.

"It's been long", Sebastian said and then sat on the couch.

Conrad took a seat opposite to him and said,

"You haven't changed, apart from a few grey hairs here and there".

"Well, I put in some effort to maintain. I have a reputation that I need to carry on all the time", Sebastian said and smiled.

"These days I have been hearing many things about you. Quite a talk of the town you have become now".

"Am I?"

"You would be knowing it better".

Sebastian shrugged and directed her house to help to arrange for the drinks.

"You were featured in GQ this month and I saw a couple of happening pictures of you with some lovely ladies as well".

"Are you keeping a tab on me now?", Sebastian said and took a sip of Macallan.

"I don't need to Sebastian. The world speaks about you. I just have to see and listen. Umm... Still hanging on to Macallan I see", Conrad said after taking a sip of the scotch.

"I would like to call it as pleasing the aesthetics".

"Do you think Rose would have liked it?"

Sebastian narrowed his eyes and looked at Conrad. His lips pursed slightly up but he calmed his nerves quickly and said,

"You don't have to worry about my equation with Rose".

Conrad looked at his smug face and then suddenly looked up. There was a teenage girl standing upstairs in nothing but underwear and a loose robe tied on her.

Sebastian looked at Conrad's gaze lifting up and he turned back and saw him looking at the girl.

"That's Casey, my muse for today. She is pretty feisty, I must say".

Conrad looked at Sebastian and was at a loss of words.

"Why have you disturbed your life like this Sebastian?"

"Oh, now you are concerned about my life? After all these years?"

"It's not like that".

"Then where were you when I lost everything?"

"Sebastian !!!"

"I have stayed in silence for all these years thinking that I was doing everything right. But what did I get? I got only hatred. Do you even know how it feels when your own kids hate you? When they are not proud of you?"

"Let's not go down the road, Sebastian".

"I am here just to help you out. If there is something that you want to sort out then do. But this way of living life isn't the solution to your problems. This one night stand, these casual flicks. What has happened to you? Just try to see what all these tabloid are writing about you".

"Like I care", Sebastian snorted.

"Do you think Raymond and Katherine will be proud to see all these things? What kind of an image of a father are you trying to project in front of them?"

"I do not want them to be either proud or disappointed with me. They are capable enough to take their own decisions in life. They both are independent. Raymond is all set to establish his own startup and he is fighting against all odds to do so".

"Of course he would. Don't forget my blood runs through his veins. So he ought to be all righteous. No matter what you do, how famous you become, he will never come back to you. Not after the way you have become after Rose", Conrad said and looked at Sebastian.

He took a deep breath and then looking at Conrad he said,

"It might be your blood that runs through his veins, but his passion for life is all me. His outlook for life is all me. I will mould him into a man that you would never have thought in your life because he is my son, not yours".

"Now if you will excuse me, I have my lady waiting for me upstairs".