Me After Meeting You

“I don’t believe you at all! Such a peerless beauty like you, how could you be playing … ah, I remember now! That incident where a rich man booked all of a doctor’s appointment slots, that has to be you and Ian Axton!

A doctor from the psychiatry department and her extremely wealthy, mysterious boyfriend!” As she spoke, Trysta couldn’t help but grab hold of Amber and start tickling her. “You brat, you even said that you didn’t know when I asked you last time.”

Amber was deathly afraid of being tickled, and quickly fell prey to Trysta’s antics. The attack reached such a frenzy that Amber couldn’t even make any noise. All she could do was try to dodge and bite her lips as she intermittently pleaded, “Ah … I’m still at work.”

Trysta unresigned, continued tickling her for quite a bit after that, and only stopped when Calvin’s phone rang.

When Calvin took the call, she still hadn’t let go of Amber, the duo in a koala-like hugging posture as they listened in on Calvin’s call.

Calvin turned around to look at them. “My mother said that her check up is complete, so I have to head downstairs.” As he said this, he glanced at Amber again, but refrained from saying anything.

Everyone was looking at him, but he only said one last word. “Goodbye.” And then he left.

Amber and Trysta were somewhat at a loss for words for his attitude. The two of them looked at each other, and then Trysta turned her head to call her friend over. “Would you mind accompanying Calvin for a bit? I’ll catch up with the two of you later.”

Trysta’s friend graciously responded, “Sure.” As she left, she even waved goodbye familiarly to Amber, and Amber responded in kind.

When everyone else had all left, Trysta finally let Amber go, looked at her, and then laughed. “You’re quite something, breaking your idol’s heart into little pieces like that.”

“Weren’t you the one who was messing around?”

Instead of helping her resolve her dilemma, Trysta’s words had only misled Calvin further.

“I’m not messing around. I’m trying to help! Ian Axton is a wonderful man, he’s rich, influential, capable, and lacks neither family nor background. Of course, I’m not saying Calvin’s bad either. But, regardless of how you compare them, Ian Axton’s clearly the superior one.” Trysta didn’t hide her favorable impression of Ian at all, and her tone was seemingly somewhat agitated as she enumerated his good features.

“I’m telling you. He has a wonderful reputation in his line of work, and his dating life is almost completely rumorless. In fact, he’s so clean that he’s barely like a regular mortal.” As Trysta spoke, she laughed and then whispered in Amber’s ear, “I don’t mind telling you this secret. Before I met my husband, I also liked Ian Axton’s.”

“….”

Trysta scrunched up her nose. “What kind of expression is that?”

“Oh,” Amber exclaimed with a laugh. “I’m just thinking about how I should tell Frank that.”

“Pah!” Trysta pushed her. “He loves me too much. No matter what you say, it won’t matter.”

Amber laughed before glancing at her contemplatively. “Did Ian really not have a single girlfriend before this?”

“As far as I know, no. And not just no girlfriend, either. I heard that once, someone tried to dump a naked girl on his bed when he was drunk, but he didn’t even respond!”

Upon hearing this story, Amber was quite impressed with how daring that man’s actions were. Curiously, she asked, “Ian didn’t get mad at that man?”

“Of course he did! Frank told me that Ian then fed a sexual stimulant to that man and sent him into a room with four women, almost permanently disabling him! Ah-” Her eyes gleamed, and Trysta fingers landed lightly on Amber’s shoulder. “And here you were saying how the two of you barely knew each other. But look at how familiar you are with him; how else would you know that he would get mad in that situation? Wouldn’t the normal thing to ask be whether or not he enjoyed it?”

‘Heh, when you consider Ian’s personality and his mental condition, it would be a miracle if he could enjoy a situation like that.’ Of course, she couldn’t voice this thought, so Amber instead calmly responded, “Have you forgotten about my profession?”

“A psychiatrist can even sense something like that?” Trysta wasn’t easy to fool, and she narrowed her eyes at Amber insuspicion. “Then why don’t you tell me what I’m thinking about right now?”

“You’re thinking, ‘Hmm, Amber has really gotten lucky! She actually managed to get into a relationship with Ian! I have to tell Silvia right away that someone actually got into a relationship, and that her partner is even tall, rich, and handsome! She’ll get engaged today, married tomorrow, and maybe there’ll even be a baby coming out shortly.'”

Trysta stared at her, mouth wide-open. Half a second later, she angrily prepared to tickle Amber again. “What kind of a gossiper do you take me to be!”

Amber laughed, and the two of them playfully tussled for a fair bit after that. Trysta only left when Amber mentioned that something had come up. But before she left, she asked, “Ah, now that you’ve landed a rich boyfriend, does that mean that you won’t be getting into a relationship with Calvin?”

Sensing that her words held more than met the eye, Amber raised her eyebrows to show how perplexed she was. “What do you mean?”

“That friend of mine’s also interested in him.” Trysta blinked as she explained, “You know, my friend’s not young either, and she has high expectations. Since she’s finally found someone who she likes, I’m doing my best to pair the two compatible people together. Aren’t I doing a remarkable task?”

“That girl who was with you just now?”

“Yeah, isn’t she pretty?”

‘She was indeed pretty, but was she really interested in Calvin?’ Amber thought back to the girl’s overly calm and collected expression when Trysta had tried to get Calvin and her to walk downstairs together.

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