This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

In the men’s washroom, Tyler splashed some cold water onto his face before staring at his own reflection in the mirror with reddened eyes. He knew he didn’t perform well during the competition, nor did he unleash his full potential.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to do that, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do that as soon as he recalled the fact that none of them came to watch him compete. That drained him of his enthusiasm, so he felt no passion toward the competition.

“Liars! They broke their promise even though they told me they would come!” Tyler punched the marble wall beside the mirror as tears rolled in his eyes. Suddenly, his phone began ringing in his pocket. After taking a deep breath, he suppressed his anger while retrieving his phone. “Hello?”

“Fuller, the third section of the match will be starting. Are you ready?” his teammate asked.

Tyler seemed a little down as he spoke. “Okay.”

“Come back then.” With that, his teammate hung up.

Tyler tucked his phone away to walk out of the washroom. As soon as he got out of it, someone detained him. “What’s occupying your mind?”

That voice! Tyler’s pupils contracted as he whirled around. When he saw the man who was leaning against the wall beside the washroom, he was overjoyed. “Toby! You’re finally here!” After Toby grunted in response, Tyler sniffled. His voice broke a little when he said, “When did you arrive? I thought you weren’t going to come.”

“I will come since I already promised to watch you compete. However, I got delayed because of a traffic jam. I’m sorry.” Toby rubbed Tyler’s hair.

Taking a step back, Tyler complained, “I’m not a kid anymore. Don’t rub my hair.”

A smile tugged on Toby’s lips. “Alright, I won’t do that. However, I need you to tell me why you performed so poorly. I know you can perform way better than that.”

“It’s all your fault.” Tyler huffed. “You didn’t watch me compete.”

Toby arched his brow. He thought Tyler underperformed because something was bothering him, but he didn’t expect that Sonia and his absence was the reason behind it. “You’re childish for underperforming just because Sonia and I are absent.” Displeased by the answer, Toby had a sullen look on his handsome face.

Upon hearing that, Tyler shot back, “This is my first ever official competition, so I was really looking forward to your attendance—Hold on, how did you know I also invited Sonia? I don’t recall ever telling you that. Could it be—” Tyler’s eyes lit up, and joy was evident on his face.

amusing. “It’s

“Great!” Tyler started clapping.

upcoming section of the

it! I will do my best and win

Other than that, I hope this will be the last time something like this happens. If

He was so overwhelmed by dejection

let’s go. The competition will begin soon.” Toby

away. It wasn’t until he disappeared into the distance that Toby wheeled around to return to the auditorium with his hands shoved in

as depressed. Instead, he was so full of energy that he managed to miraculously break through the opponents’ defenses

that, he jumped up to wave at the audience. The audience began cheering when their passion was lit once again. Sonia smiled at the sight of it. “It seems like he has regained some vitality. What

conversation, a look of surprise crossed Toby’s face, but he immediately schooled his expression.

visibly dumbfounded. “Is

“Yup.” Toby nodded.

pout, Sonia mumbled,

smile tugged on Toby’s

Compared to the other audiences, their silence made them seem out of place, especially when the both of them had extraordinarily good looks that stood out

to stream the competition that pointed their cameras at the two of them from time to time due to their pretty faces.

and

They

I the only one who thinks that they look

last long before

Tyler was going all out on the court, leading his teammates on an assault to even the scores. The atmosphere in the auditorium was tense as they were quickly catching up to their opponent. The audiences were clenching their

watchful gaze of over ten thousand spectators, Tyler threw the ball, which went through the hoop just as expected. The whistle was blown, and the score shown on the board was changed to 70-68. The national

“Yeah!”