Me After Meeting You

Perhaps it was because she was too tired, but Amber didn’t sleep well that day. She dreamed throughout the whole night, but her dreams were filled with scenes of neither rhyme nor reason, a large number of people and random things flitting through them. When a loud knocking sound came from her door, she was dreaming of walking barefoot along a cliff as loose stones cut at her like sharp knives.

On some level, dreams reflected the inner self. As a psychiatrist, Amber clearly understood that this dream represented the danger that she felt from Ian.

The intense knocking on her door shattered her dreams of danger. When she raised her head, she saw Calvin’s face through the screen door. She was very surprised because he exuded an aura of absolute dejection; his clothes were a mess and his hair disheveled.

Once the door open, he immediately leapt over, hugged her, and started kissing her passionately. Amber was very unsettled; unlike Ian’s dazed actions that one night, Calvin’s passion seemed to be fueled by anger and suppressed emotions.

His body’s stench was hard to bear, as it was the smell of stale beer mixed together with bitter tobacco and a cloyingly sweet perfume.

She tried to block his advances. “Calvin, what’s wrong with you? Don’t be like this.”

He ignored her and grabbed her hands. This never before seen impatient behavior felt like he was urgently trying to obtain something from her. Amber had never liked this sort of out-of-control intimacy.

When he started pinning her hands down, she leaned back to build up some momentum before headbutting him with her skull when he kissed her behind the ear.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

The headbutt hurt Calvin enough to make him suck in a deep breath, forcing him to release her and grab his nose. Not long after, fresh blood seeped through his fingers.

Unfortunately, Amber hadn’t been very accurate and had accidentally smashed his nose.

Even though her own face also hurt, Amber was still concerned for him first. “Are you alright?”

Calvin shook his head, clearly having sobered up from the shock. Faced with Amber’s clear-headed and somewhat cool expression, he was so embarrassed that he couldn’t even look her in the eye.

Amber pretended not to have noticed his embarrassment and poured some cold water into a basin to serve as a compress to stop the bleeding. Then she even grabbed a wad of cotton for him to stuff up his nose.

Once she had prepared everything, Amber stooped to a side and watched him wash his nose. Her expression was filled with concentration, her expression oozing gentleness, and her clear eyes carrying a faint hint of a smile; her entire mien made one calm down quickly.

Calvin couldn’t help but splash her with a bit of water. Amber was unable to dodge it, and the water droplets dripped down her face like pearls.

After a mess of a night, he could only marvel at how wonderful it was to see her again. Unable to resist the temptation in his heart, Calvin leaned in closer, trying to lick her lips.

Amber dodged, wiping her face while simultaneously laughing at him.

“What’re you laughing at?”

“If I were you, I wouldn’t have chosen to hit on someone at this time.”

She stretched out her hand, pointing at his nose. Only then did Calvin remember that two wads of cotton were still stuffed inside his nostrils. He quickly lowered his head and mumbled, “You’re quite fierce.”

“Sorry. I only wanted to hit you lightly.”

As she said this, she couldn’t help but think of Ian and the two punches that she had given him; that was truly fierce. She could still see a bit of bruising by his jaw last night.

And for some reason, men always seemed to like trying to be intimate while they were out-of-control. Just what did they think they could achieve in that state?

Calvin had completely sobered up by now, saying, “It’s fine. I’ll treat it as the price I have to pay for being frivolous.”

Upon hearing this, Amber patted his head. “Keep reflecting. I’ll go wash up. If the bleeding doesn’t stop after a few minutes, then I’ll look at your face again.

Her expression was so natural, it was almost as if his losing control wasn’t surprising at all. Although Calvin had felt somewhat guilty at first, not wanting her to ask about what happened that night, he actually felt somewhat depressed when she didn’t bring it up at all.

He nodded as he responded somewhat stuffily, “Alright.”

Amber was actually somewhat curious about what had happened. The reason why she didn’t ask was because she was trying to be conscientious; he would definitely tell her if he wanted to talk about it.

This was said somewhat maliciously, but Amber knew what he was feeling and could sympathize with his reaction, so she pretended to not hear it. “He probably knows that, but he wasn’t paying attention. Actually, not only did he break through his skin, but he also immersed it in water, making it even more serious. Alright, let’s not talk about him anymore.” She stood up and rolled up her sleeves. “I’m planning on making up for last night’s dinner. Do you want to help?”

“No.” Calvin had also realized that he was being petty, so he jokingly said, “I made all the food yesterday, so you have to make all of it today if you want to make it up to me.”

Amber smiled. “Alright. Then just go wait outside for a big meal.”

After saying this, she went into the kitchen. Calvin looked at her back, his smile slowly vanishing until his face was completely expressionless.

The steak from yesterday was already cold, and it wouldn’t taste good even if she heated it back up. Amber felt that it would be a waste to throw it away, so she called her mom and asked her for advice on how to best revise it.

As a chef with many years of experience, her mother quickly responded with a method. After she taught it to her daughter, she casually asked, “What’s Ian’s phone number? Give it to me.”

Admittedly, Ian had clearly been more excessive on that day than her. In her mother’s eyes, he had already gone from ‘that dolt’ to Ian.

Black streaks marred Amber’s forehead. “Why do you want his number?”

“You refused to let us parents meet up, so I want to talk to him about his aspirations and goals. Can’t I do even that?”

Amber chuckled. “No, mom. Don’t cause any more trouble for me.”

And then she hung up.

When she turned around to grab some starch, she saw Calvin standing by the door. Her heart jumped a little, but she didn’t let it show. Instead, she put on a smile and said, “What’s the matter? Did you decide that you couldn’t bear have me work alone and came to offer me help?”

And Calvin indeed did wash his hands and start to help her. As Amber covered the steak in starch, he washed the vegetables by her side. As he washed them, he asked, “What do you like about me, Amber?”

Amber looked at him, still smiling. “I’m not quite sure. Perhaps it’s because you stood out from the crowd?”

Upon hearing this, Calvin also laughed, responding, “Then how long will you like me for?”

“If you don’t change, then I probably won’t change either.”

“Really?”

“Yup.’

Calvin just looked at her as his laugh started to turn somewhat forlorn.

Amber wasn’t as skilled as her mother at cooking, so she had messed up the modified steak dish. In the end, it was Calvin who saved the day by making two ham sandwiches.

When breakfast was finally served, Amber’s phone rang. Calvin had come to her house very early, at almost six in the morning. So, they were also having an early breakfast, at around seven.

The call was from Ian’s grandmother, who was almost crying while on the phone. “The results are out. He has septicemia. What do we do?”

Even though she could predict that Ian’s condition was quite serious from Dr. Benny’s expression last night, it was still hard for Amber to accept that the worst had actually happened.

After the phone call ended, she put down her utensils. Upon seeing her expression, Calvin quickly asked, “What’s the problem?”

“Ian’s examination results are out. He has septicemia.”

Calvin didn’t like her serious expression, and after a while, asked, “… Is it hard to cure?”

“Yes, somewhat.” She stood up and said, “I have to go to the hospital.”

Calvin pulled her down. “Can’t you eat something first?” He tried to restrain his anger as he looked at her. “It’s not your specialty, so being late isn’t a big deal. Please eat something before heading over, alright?”

“I’m sorry. I really can’t eat anything right now.” She broke free and was about to walk away, truly very worried.

Peng!

In his anger, Calvin threw his utensils onto the plate. He suddenly stood up. “Do you really care that much about him?!”

Amber stopped in her tracks, slowly turning around to look at him.