Me After Meeting You

Trysta cried as she collapsed, but not very loudly, possibly because she wasn’t physically capable of making that much noise at this point. But when Amber heard her soft sobs, she knew that Trysta had truly woken up this time.

She put her hand on Trysta’s back and slowly patted her, letting her cry her heart out.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

When Trysta finished crying, Amber could see that Trysta had truly calmed down. Next, Amber had Trysta’s parents leave the room before closing the door, leaving only herself and Trysta in the room.

Amber poured her a glass of water. “Have some.”

Trysta gulped it down. Her emotions had finally stabilized, but she was still feeling a bit dazed and lacking her usual quick wittedness.

Trysta remained in that state for quite a while before she seemed to jolt awake. She quickly covered her face as she laughed bitterly. “Amber, why was I so dumb? Why didn’t I notice anything? She said that she wanted to be my bridesmaid, and I even agreed. Ha, she didn’t want to be my bridesmaid! She just wanted to stand by his side in front of everyone! But I was so stupid that I agreed!”

Amber was stunned speechless by Trysta’s words.

A bridesmaid, and even someone who could provoke Trysta into madness. Amber had a good idea who Frank’s illicit lover was.

Trysta had once even wanted to help that homewrecker get together with Calvin. Given Trysta’s pride and arrogance, how could she not go crazy from anger?

Her best friend and her newlywed husband. Why did her life have to be filled with so much drama?

Trysta gritted her teeth furiously. “Why couldn’t he be with someone else? Anyone else! Why her?”

Amber silently listened on as Trysta kept ranting. Only when Trysta’s emotions started deteriorating did she interrupt. “I remember that you once said that a man who could be enticed away wasn’t your man. If he’s not yours, then why would you be upset over him?”

“No, you don’t understand at all!” Trysta looked at her with red eyes. “You’ve always excelled in everything you’ve done. It would have been fine if all you did was leave us in the dust in school alone, but you even have the same capability with men.

Calvin, Ian Axton … after losing one, you still had another. Both are wonderfully talented men, and you’d be happy no matter whom you ultimately chose. How could someone like you understand me?”

Actually, Amber was wondering why she had to have a man at all. She didn’t expect that Trysta’s unrestrained appearance was actually just a facade. But she couldn’t say this, as Trysta’s emotions were about to go haywire again.

Instead, Amber quickly said, “I can understand you.” She looked at her friend, who had almost gone crazy due to love, as complicated emotions filled her gaze. “It’s just that I don’t want to talk about my difficulties. You’re right. Calvin’s a good man, and I’ve liked him for many years.

Didn’t you use to always ask me why I didn’t look for a boyfriend? It’s because I felt that no one was better than Calvin, and that no one understood me better than him!

When he first returned, I thought that it was a miracle brought about by fate. I ignored my instinct and disregarded the timing and recklessly confessed to him.

But then, a few days later, a girl came up to me and told me that she and Calvin were already in a relationship, and that the one he loved wasn’t the me of the present! She even sent me photos of Calvin acting intimate with other girls, and when I sent them to him, his response was that he had been set up.

Do you know how disappointed I felt? Even if he had frankly said that he had fallen in love with her, it would have been better! When I later suggested breaking up, he didn’t show a single sign of wanting to fix the relationship! As for me, I had to hold myself back as I didn’t want to ruin my name as a psychiatrist.

I didn’t even dare to curse him or shed a tear. Instead, I had to force a smile onto my face and say, ‘Ah, it must be fate. Please bravely seek true love! I’ll give you my blessings!'”

Trysta looked at Amber, shocked.

Amber continued pouring out her feelings. “As for Ian … I don’t love him, so no matter how good he is, what good can come out of it?”

When she said, “I don’t love him,” Amber felt a trace of discomfort surface in her heart, but she forcibly repressed this feeling.

After telling her whole story, she looked at Trysta and concluded, “Do you understand now? I’m also suffering, and also feeble. Even worse, when a disaster befalls you, you can vent and go crazy, but I can’t.

I can’t because I’m afraid of losing my job, and even more afraid that I’ll provoke the other party enough to become my patient. Then, I would even have to treat his illness, and having to deal with that … honestly, it’s too terrible. I don’t want to live that kind of life.”

“Ha!” Trysta couldn’t help a laugh from slipping out, and as soon as she did, she hugged Amber again. She was still crying as she said, “Amber, I’m sorry. I didn’t expect that you would also have to deal with these things.”

Amber sighed, and then relaxed.

Comparing misfortunes really wasn’t a good thing, but it was a very useful method to ease patients, psychologically speaking.

Compared to someone else’s misery, especially an outstanding person’s, one’s own misfortunes usually didn’t look so bad after all.

Trysta seemed like she had truly recovered. After she cleaned herself up, she was once again the intelligent and capable eldest daughter of the Wilson family.

The only signs of her previous condition was her still-hoarse voice and puffy eyes. Thus, she temporarily didn’t want to see anyone.