تسجيل الدخول“Oh… so standing in line for me actually meant doing it with Kirana?” she said in a slightly playful tone, though the hurt beneath it was clear.
Gian had just gotten into the car and was about to sit behind the wheel when he quickly turned his head. His brows lifted as if he couldn’t believe the accusation. “Huh? Who told you that?”
Aurelia pointed at the box of cheese biscuits with her chin. “Your mother. She said Kirana helped you sho
Gian was in the middle of a meeting with an important guest in his office, a Singaporean investor interested in Mahesa Group's latest expansion project. Dressed in an expensive tailored suit, the man went on at length about market opportunities across Southeast Asia.Gian listened attentively, nodding at the appropriate moments, but his thoughts kept drifting back to the viral social media post from the night before. It showed Aurelia and Baskara leaving an OB-GYN clinic beneath a cheap, sensational caption accusing his wife of having an affair.He forced himself to stay composed and professional, but the weight in his chest refused to ease. The thought of that gossip disturbing Aurelia's peace of mind gnawed at him.Half an hour later, the meeting finally ended. After seeing the investor out with a firm handshake, Gian let out a quiet breath and checked his watch.He still had an hour before he was supposed to pick Aurelia up to buy her a new phone.
"A Businessman's Wife Seen Visiting an OB-GYN with Another Man."Gian frowned as he read the headline on his phone.The message had come from Rafi, his trusted assistant, in the middle of the night. Attached was a link to a social media post that had already gone viral.The photo showed Aurelia and Baskara walking out of an OB-GYN clinic. Aurelia wore a faint smile as she carried an envelope containing her examination results, while Baskara walked beside her in a quietly protective manner. The picture had been taken from a distance, but it was clear enough to send the comment section into a frenzy.Gian let out a slow, frustrated breath, forcing himself to suppress the anger rising inside him.His heart pounded, not because he was jealous. He knew Baskara was simply Aurelia's friend, whether or not the man secretly had feelings for her. But why did it have to become gossip?Lately, the public had started treating him like some kind
“No. I don't want her meeting either of us.”Gian's voice was firm and cold, carrying the unmistakable edge of possessiveness. His gaze stayed fixed ahead, as though he had erected an invisible wall no one could cross, especially the woman they had just been talking about.But the steel in his resolve softened when he felt Aurelia's gentle hand brushing over the back of his. She lowered her eyes before looking up at him with a faint smile, one filled with quiet warmth and unwavering determination.“He just wants to apologize,” Aurelia said softly, her voice slightly hoarse but sincere. “Please, sweetheart. This is good for our future too. Try looking at it from a different perspective. Whether we liked it or not, she played an important part in our relationship. It started painfully, but it still brought us here.”Gian remained silent for a long moment. His jaw tightened, his breathing grew heavier. Pride, anger, and th
Aurelia stopped stirring her glass of milk. The soft clink of the spoon against the glass echoed through the bedroom. Her heartbeat quickened, and the color drained from her face."Kirana?" she repeated quietly, almost under her breath.It was as if she had been hoping never to hear that name again. As if speaking it aloud might bring someone she had tried so hard to leave in the past back into her life."Yes," her mother answered without hesitation. "She said she wants to see you."Aurelia frowned, her breath catching."What does she want?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady, though the anxiety pounding in her chest was impossible to hide.Her mother shook her head, concern filling her eyes."I don't know. She wouldn't say much. She just left a message saying she wanted to speak with you in person. She said it was important."Important?Aurelia drew a slow, deep breath.What could she possibly want no
“Sweetheart, I’m so sorry...” Gian’s voice came through the phone, rough with exhaustion he could no longer hide. “I had everything planned to bring you home myself, but something urgent came up. I have to attend a major event in Singapore. International clients, sponsors, the media... everyone’s expecting me.”Aurelia sat on the edge of her dorm room bed in Sydney, absently twisting the corner of her blanket between her fingers. A faint smile touched her lips, though a dull ache settled in her chest. She understood how demanding Gian’s work was. Some responsibilities simply couldn't be set aside.“It’s okay, sweetheart. I understand,” she said softly. “Your work is important. Besides, I don’t mind flying home on my own.”“No, sweetheart. Please wait for me until next week,” Gian insisted. “I feel terrible about this. I promise that as soon as the event is over,
Gian stood frozen.The small pregnancy test with its two pink lines seemed to stop time itself.He stared at it in silence, his breathing slow and heavy, as though his mind refused to accept what was right in front of him.Aurelia waited.Her eyes shimmered with tears.She fought to keep herself together, but as the seconds passed without a single word from Gian, her resolve crumbled.Her voice broke, raw and trembling as it shattered the silence filling the hotel room."I'm pregnant, and you're still talking about leaving this world?!"The words came out with a sob she could no longer hold back.Gian flinched.Without another thought, he shook his head and pulled her tightly into his arms, holding her as if he wanted to keep every part of her close."I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice filled with regret.Aurelia pounded weakly against his chest with trembling fists."You're so mean!" she cri
“I want to ask you something,” Gian said quietly, though his voice carried an unmistakable firmness. “Who exactly were you trying to please?”Aurelia froze. Her lips parted, but no sound came out.Madam Lestari folded her arms even tighter across her chest. “Certainly not me, Gian,” she snapped.Si
Gian didn’t answer. Only a long, heavy silence filled the room, swallowing whatever courage Aurelia had left. She shut her eyes, desperately hoping for an explanation—anything. But all she heard was the faint rustle of fabric as Gian shifted on the sofa.Minutes passed before a voice finally broke
Aurelia didn’t sleep a single second. Her eyes stayed fixed on the ceiling, the cracks forming strange shapes, like a spiderweb slowly tightening around her. She felt trapped, and today that web was pulling her straight into the center of her ruin.Devina’s last words echoed in her skull like a cur
“You’re going to take your sister’s place and marry Mr. Gian.”The words fell from her father’s mouth with a coldness that sliced straight through her bones. As if he were asking her to run to the corner store for salt, not telling her to hand over her entire life to a man she’d never even met.Aur







