Se connecterWould Gian really divorce her? That fast?
She had just started college, and they’d already agreed, Gian would cover her tuition and expenses. So what was it she heard just now?God. Aurelia couldn’t think straight. Her heart was pounding erratically, her head foggy. Then a warm hand slipped into hers, grounding her just enough for her to look up, though her legs felt like they might give out.
“Pack your things. We’re leaving.”
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Would Gian really divorce her? That fast?She had just started college, and they’d already agreed, Gian would cover her tuition and expenses. So what was it she heard just now?God. Aurelia couldn’t think straight. Her heart was pounding erratically, her head foggy. Then a warm hand slipped into hers, grounding her just enough for her to look up, though her legs felt like they might give out.“Pack your things. We’re leaving.”That was what came out of Gian’s mouth. Direct, steady, certain.Aurelia almost couldn’t believe it. What did he mean… leave? Now?She didn’t even get to ask before a sharp voice cut through the frozen silence behind them.“Since when do you dare go against me, huh? I’m your mother!”Nyonya Lestari’s voice exploded, echoing across the living room.Gian turned slowly. His expression remained calm, but there was somet
“Gian,” Aurelia hissed softly, especially when the man whose name she whispered tightened his hold around her from behind, their cheeks brushing gently.Gian didn’t just rest his cheek against hers, he let his breath graze her skin, warm and deliberate. His left arm circled her waist, not merely to hold her steady, but to make a statement no one in the room could challenge: she’s mine.Aurelia could barely breathe, not from discomfort, but from how fast her heart was pounding. Gian’s scent was so close, steadying yet utterly confusing. When she turned slightly, their eyes met, and Gian looked back at her with a calm, almost lethal expression. His smile was thin, barely there, but enough to send heat rushing through her body, startlingly warm and unexpectedly comforting.“What are you doing?” she whispered, barely audible. Her cheeks burned, blooming red like a flower opening in late autumn.Gian couldn&rsqu
The scent of toasted bread and jasmine tea filled the dining room that morning. Gian sat at the end of the table, scrolling through the digital newspaper on his tablet, while Mr. Mahesa was busy with his phone.“Yes,” he said casually. “Ah, right. It’s been ages since we last met. How are the kids?”Their conversation flowed easily, sprinkled with short laughter. From across the table, Aurelia simply watched, occasionally glancing at Gian, who looked like he wasn’t paying attention at all, even though he clearly heard every word.After ending the call, Mr. Mahesa smiled in satisfaction. He turned to his son-in-law and said, “My cousin just called. He really wants to see us. Since it’s a holiday, there’s no harm in visiting, right?”Mrs. Lestari set her spoon down. “We can postpone. This is too sudden.”“Precisely because it’s sudden, the atmosphere will feel warmer,
Silence crept between them almost instantly.Mr. Mahesa had spoken his hopes with a meaningful smile, but what followed made the air grow tight.Aurelia turned to Gian, her face paling, her mouth parting as if to interrupt. Gian merely pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly uncomfortable with where the conversation was heading.“F-Father,” Aurelia finally spoke, hesitant. “We haven’t even..”“Oh?” Mr. Mahesa lifted a brow, then let out a soft laugh. “Forgive me. I didn’t mean to pressure you. Just… a simple wish from a parent. Don’t take it too seriously.”But the laugh wasn’t enough to lighten the tension.“Wishes are fine,” Mrs. Lestari cut in flatly, placing her teacup on the table with a small clink. “But don’t hope too high. Someone like Aurelia might not even be able to give you a grandchild.”Aurelia froze. Her eyes dropp
What on earth was this?He had just been pleased that Aurelia didn’t argue with him and now this? Gian frowned, staring at his wife with a face that was clearly holding back irritation.“Why?” he asked.“I promised Doni I’d treat him to lunch. He’s picking me up any minute now,” Aurelia replied casually, showing absolutely no hint of guilt.Gian looked away, trying to hide the annoyance that was becoming harder to control.“No,” he said quietly, but firmly.“What? Why not?” Aurelia protested, her eyes widening in disbelief.To that question, Gian had no answer. Because the truth was… he didn’t know either. He didn’t understand why his chest tightened at the thought of Aurelia going out with another man even if that man was just a friend.All he managed to say was, “I don’t like strangers coming into my house.”Aurelia rai
“What were you doing just now??”“Huh?”Aurelia nearly panicked, but forced herself to stay composed. With a thin smile, she spoke softly, “You shouldn’t sleep on the couch. Staying up too late and sleeping like that will make your muscles stiff. Come to bed, Gian.”Gian shot her a sharp look, his brows pulled together. But strangely, that intensity slowly softened. He didn’t say anything else, maybe because he was exhausted, or maybe because he chose to postpone his suspicion. In the end, he just nodded and walked to the bedroom.But the night wasn’t over for Aurelia.Instead of dozing off, she hugged her pillow and watched Gian, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed removing his watch. “Can I ask you something?”“Right now?”“Yes. About your father.”Gian glanced at her, then let out a short breath. “What about him?”“Is your father… as strict as your mother?”“You’ve met him at our wedding,” Gian muttered without looking at her.Aurelia clicked her tongue. “We only made eye co







