Chapter 63


    Chapter 63 A Different Appearance


    Karina’s heart seethed with frustration. How could the man she tried so hard to win over be


    charmed so effortlessly by Sylvia? Why did Sylvia seem to obtain everything she desired so easily,


    while Karina’s own cherished wishes remained unattainable? She couldn’t swallow her pride over


    this injustice.


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    Karina didn’t see herself as inferior to Sylvia, so why did Cyril always only have eyes for Sylvia, and


    not for


    her?


    “If you truly regret what happened, then why don’t you just win her back?” Karina said with a


    purpose, knowing it would provoke a reaction from Cyril. “I’m sure she would take you back in a


    heartbeat. She wanted your marriage so badly she tried every trick in the book, and if you wanted


    to, she would definitely choose to marry you again.”


    Cyril’s expression changed visibly as Karina spoke. “Are you trying to upset me with those words? If


    so, I advise you to save your energy and stop wasting time on such talk.”


    Cyril was no o child; he could read between the lines of Karina’s insinuations. But Cyril’s pride was


    wounded by the memory of the underhanded things Sylvia had done to marry him. How could


    someone as proud as he admit to being manipted into marriage?


    He believed that marriage should be a choice, not a scheme, which was partly why he had been so


    dismissive towards Sylvia during their marriage–he had always felt trapped, believing it was not a


    happy union, and disliking the feeling immensely.


    But after their divorce, Cyril began realizing things weren’t quite as he had perceived. He had never


    truly understood what Sylvia went through during their marriage, nor had he recognized the light


    she carried within her. Now, looking back, he saw how outrageous his obliviousness had been.


    Left speechless by Cyril’s piercing gaze, Karina realized her words had backfired; she had only


    meant to divert his attention from another woman. She seeded, but not in the way she had


    hoped–Cyril had no further interest in gazing at Sylvia, nor in keeping Karina’spany.


    “Are you leaving? Bark is here today, and I was hoping you’d speak to him with me,” Karina said, a


    hint of desperation in her voice. For the first time, Cyril felt repulsed by her urgency.


    Once he had been lenient towards Karina, but it was never really about her–it was about other


    people, and she seemed to have misconstrued her own importance.


    “I understand the effort you’ve put into linking up with Bark, and I know what’s really on your mind. If


    you want to stay, keep it honest and avoid angering me further. You know the consequences if you


    provoke me,” Cyril warned her, not waiting to see her reaction before heading downstairs.


    He wanted to ask Sylvia why she had never shown the same radiance and joy during their marriage


    that she clearly disyed now. If only she had been real to him sooner, things would have been


    different.


    Even now, Cyril had never acknowledged any fault in his actions, always believing it was Sylvia who


    had failed to reveal her true feelings. If she had been open, he thought, their marriage might not


    have turned out as it did.


    Descending from the upper floor, Cyril arrived just as Sylvia had finished dancing Juliette was


    ecstatic, clutching the plush toys Sylvia had won for her with joy. Sylvia, now wearing her jacket,


    exuded a presence that made others hesitate to approach despite their previous eagerness to


    speak to her. Without the zer, Sylvia appeared approachable and beautiful; with it on, she


    commanded an air of authority


    Sylvia didn’t care about the thoughts of those around her, she could feel their gazes and


    deliberately projected a bit of her inner strength to distance herself.


    Intending to find the manager with Juliette, Sylvia paused when she saw Cyril approaching them.


    His expression was earnest as he stood before her. Although they were divorced, it didn’t mean


    they couldn’t speak when they crossed paths.


    Seeing Cyril again, Sylvia felt her emotions slowly settling. I saw you dancing from upstairs. You’re


    really different, not at all like the person I knew before,” Cyril remarked with a certain intensity.


    Sylvia paused, then nodded slightly. “What’s your point?”


    Cyril started to speak but was cut off by Sylvia, “You seem to be mistaken about something. Our


    rtionship has always been different. Even if I had shown you this side of me before, you still


    wouldn’t have given me a second nce. Our rtionship wouldn’t have changed just because of


    one person’s transformation. From beginning to end, as long as you refused to move forward, we


    were destined to remain in the same ce.”


    After the divorce, Sylvia had reflected on herself and their union. One person was too proactive


    while the other remained stagnant–and that was where the issuey.