Chapter 62


    Chapter 62 Are You Regretting It?


    Sylvia wasn’t happy when Juliette yfully 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.”


    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 tform, 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.


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    Juliette, unable to contain her excitement, started recording Sylvia with her phone,pletely 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 eximed, “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 toote? 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


    ying 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 toe out


    with her,


    and yet here he was, captivated by his wife.


    “Are you regretting it now?”


    Upon hearing those words. Cyril cast a nce 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 tform, 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.