All Chapters of LOVE BEYOND THE PAIN: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

"I don't hate you. I'm just disappointed..."Aurelia's voice was soft, yet every word landed with painful precision.The statement hung in the air like shards of ice, freezing the atmosphere inside the car.Her eyes remained fixed on the road ahead, refusing to glance at Gian, who sat behind the wheel.The late afternoon traffic was heavy. Horns blared. Motorcycles weaved recklessly between lanes. People rushed through their day without slowing down.Yet all of it faded into the background.The real tension existed inside the car."I'm disappointed because you didn't trust me," Aurelia continued, her voice trembling.She was holding back something larger than words, as if tears were desperately trying to break free but she kept forcing them down."From the very beginning, I told you I wanted us to be honest with each other. If you've doubted me all this time, then why were we even trying to make this marriage work, Gian?"Gian drew a long breath.His fingers tightened around the steer

Gian finally finished his sentence. His voice was deep, trembling yet resolute."...but never think that I've given up. I'll keep fighting to win your heart back, even if it takes the rest of my life."The words seemed to slip through the walls Aurelia had spent so long building around her heart.That morning, the silence in the living room was broken only by the ticking of the wall clock, louder than usual.Aurelia swallowed hard.She didn't know how to respond.Her lips parted briefly, but no words came out.There was a sincerity in Gian's eyes that was impossible to ignore. The arrogance and pride that had once defined him were gone. What remained was vulnerability, the look of a man who would lose his direction if Aurelia truly walked away.But Aurelia refused to let herself get swept away.She took a slow breath, trying to calm the storm inside her."Don't say that, Gian. I... I don't know what will happen af

Aurelia’s legs felt heavy as she descended the airplane stairs. The cool night air greeted her the moment she stepped out of the cabin, a stark contrast to Jakarta’s humid, crowded atmosphere. So this was it: Melbourne Tullamarine Airport, a place that had existed only in her imagination for months. Her heart raced. Every step seemed to confirm that she was truly far from home, far from Gian, far from every comfort she had ever known.September marked the beginning of spring in Melbourne. Through the airport windows, Aurelia found herself hoping that tomorrow she would wake to warm sunlight. In the distance, eucalyptus trees were beginning to regain their leaves after months of standing bare. People moved about in light clothing, thin jackets and simple scarves, a sign that winter had passed even though a crisp chill still lingered in the air. Just imagining it made Aurelia pull her cardigan tighter around her petite frame.As she entered the international arrivals hall, she immediate

Gian was just about to press his assistant for answers. Rafi had looked uneasy ever since walking into the office. But the words died on his tongue the moment his gaze shifted toward the door.The figure standing there stole the air from his lungs.His mouth parted soundlessly, as if his voice had suddenly abandoned him.“Good afternoon, Gian.”The voice was soft, yet it carried a presence that made the entire room feel different.A tall woman, nearly five-foot-ten, stepped inside.Beautiful.Her long, straight hair fell to her waist. Her fair skin, bright eyes, and graceful movements gave her an elegance that was impossible to ignore. Her smile was still the same: warm, yet somehow mysterious.In fact, she looked even more stunning than the last time they had seen each other nearly a year ago.Rafi noticed the shock on his boss’s face and hurried to explain.“Sorry, sir. I...”

Aurelia sat alone in a small café tucked away on a corner of Lygon Street. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the scent of toasted bread, filling the cozy space around her. Through the large window beside her, she watched people moving through the city in its usual rhythm, fast-paced, purposeful, and seemingly without pause.She held her phone in both hands, staring at the screen that still displayed her last conversation with Sophia.She had rewritten the same message several times:My deepest condolences, Sophia. I hope your grandmother rests peacefully.Yet it still didn't feel like enough.There was something deeper she wanted to say, but she couldn't find the right words.In the end, she pressed send anyway and leaned back in her chair with a long sigh."I hope Sophia stays strong," she murmured before taking a sip of her cappuccino, which had already begun to cool.To distract herself, Aurelia slipped her AirPods into her ears. The IELTS listening practice she had r