After Divorce

Chapter 62 Are You Regretting It?

Sylvia wasn’t happy when Juliette playfully suggested she might not be up for the challenge. “What are you talking about?” Sylvia scoffed. There’s nothing I can’t handle. Just wait, you want all those stuffed animals, right? Just watch me win them for you in no time.”Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

The Ivans were known for their tenacity; they wouldn’t quit no matter what, seen in how Sylvia insisted on marrying Cyril despite everyone’s objections, driven by her deep love for him and her determination to

have no regrets.

But now, Sylvia sometimes wondered if she had made a mistake.

Stepping up to the dance game for the first time in three years, Sylvia

trusty. After marrying Cyril, she

had set aside her passions to be an ordinary housewife, only to realize she had done herself a disservice. She used to be great at games like this, but now, even that seemed to have slipped away.

Determined, Sylvia started with a simple song to warm up. As the music flowed through her, she began to move more confidently, her past skills igniting once again. Soon enough, she was ready to tackle a more challenging track.

Standing on the dance platform, Sylvia was the center of attention. It wasn’t just the game she was good at; her grace and agility made it look like a performance rather than a simple attempt at hitting the right steps. Onlookers couldn’t help but be drawn towards her, some were even distracted from watching Bark, the main performer, as they watched Sylvia move.

Sylvia had been a dancer from a young age, and it showed in her coordination and rhythm. And as more people gathered around her, the excitement grew.

Juliette, unable to contain her excitement, started recording Sylvia with her phone, completely in awe. She had wondered if Sylvia would still be as good after all these years, but it was clear she hadn’t lost her touch. After all, Sylvia had won the plush toy Juliette had wanted.

Hugging Sylvia tightly, Juliette exclaimed, “You’re amazing! Every year I’ve wanted to bring you along to win these prizes, and now you’re finally back to help me again!”

There was a bit of guilt in Sylvia’s heart for neglecting her friend for so long, but now, she was filled with regret and a resolve to make amends. But wasn’t it too late? All that had passed couldn’t be undone.

“Come on, there are four more toys to win. If you want them all, just watch me,” Sylvia said, tapping Juliette lightly on her shoulder. Juliette jumped for joy and hugged Sylvia even tighter.

Sylvia returned to the game, filled with fierce confidence. She knew nothing was beyond her reach.

Upstairs, Cyril watched from the railing, his gaze fixed on Sylvia. He was mesmerized by this side of her that he had never known. He realized that during their three years of marriage, Sylvia had been playing down her true self to please him. Now, seeing her in her element – vibrant, dynamic, alive – Cyril felt

something stir in his heart.

Karina, who was with Cyril, felt ignored and fumed silently, biting her lip. She couldn’t understand why

Sylvia always seemed to steal Cyril’s attention. She had worked so hard to get Cyril to come out with her,

and yet here he was, captivated by his wife.

“Are you regretting it now?”

Upon hearing those words. Cyril cast a glance at Karina, who was shadowing him, and remained silent. As his gaze settled back onto Sylvia, his fascination seemed to wane. He realized he may not know Sylvia as well as he thought.

If he truly understood her, he would have known that she was quite skilled at these sorts of games. Yet, throughout their three–year marriage, Sylvia never indulged in them, and he was oblivious to her prowess.

Watching Sylvia now, radiant and captivating on the dance platform, Cyril suddenly realized that over the years of their marriage, she had concealed her talents. Seeing the real Sylvia, seeing her shine in her element stirred feelings within him feelings he hadn’t known he had for the vibrant woman he had married.

Karina, noticing Cyril’s indifference to her presence, fumed with annoyance. Clenching her teeth, she fixated on Sylvia below. It irked her how Sylvia’s presence seemed to linger like a stubborn shadow. It had taken so much effort to coax Cyril out for a day of shopping – to get him alone with her and now, he was captivated once again by Sylvia.