All Chapters of LOVE BEYOND THE PAIN: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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41. We’re Nothing to Each Other

Those words didn’t come from Gian.They came from Nathan.Aurelia froze. She expected Gian to correct him, or at least question what Nathan had just said. But the man beside her only murmured something under his breath and didn’t respond at all. Instead, Gian calmly extended his hand toward Aurelia, almost politely, as if nothing had happened.They shook hands with a strange, awkward formality.The atmosphere shifted instantly.Nathan, noticing the stiffness between them, seemed to relax instead. With a half-laugh, he said, “She married someone else even though we were still dating. Her husband, apparently. She got married because her family was being threatened.”“Nathan!” Aurelia snapped, her voice sharp with anger.But Nathan only chuckled, as if he were thoroughly enjoying the chaos. “Relax, Aurel. Gian’s a pretty cool guy. I’m sure he can keep a secret.”Aurelia b

42. Gian Can Be Angry

“What did you just say?”Gian set his glass down on the kitchen counter with a quiet but unmistakable sound. He leaned back against the counter and looked straight at Aurelia.“I don’t even know what I’m supposed to call this relationship anymore.”Aurelia stepped forward, her face flushing with a mix of anger and frustration. “So all of this… you think it’s meaningless?”“Don’t twist this around on me,” Gian shot back sharply. “You’re the one who was ashamed to acknowledge me as your husband. You’re the one who stood there while another man talked about you as if I didn’t exist. Is that what you call a real relationship?”Aurelia shook her head hard. “You have no idea what it feels like to stand between two worlds, Gian. You have no idea what I’ve been through. Nathan appeared out of nowhere. It felt like a trap. I panicke

43. Am I not attractive?

Aurelia shivered. After saying those words of surrender, every muscle in her body had tightened. Her breathing turned shallow. Her hands clenched on her lap, and every inch of her skin felt as if it were exposed to freezing winter air.Across from her, Gian fell silent. His gaze rested on the woman who now looked like a small bird afraid to spread its wings. He stepped forward slowly, almost without a sound, and sat down in front of her.“Are you sure?” he asked again, gentle but clear.Aurelia only nodded. No words left her lips, but her eyes were filled with anxiety.Without another word, he finally stood and guided her toward the bedroom. They moved quietly, their footsteps barely making a sound.Gian touched her cheek and looked at her closely. “I don’t want you to give me something because you feel like you have to. I want you to give it because you want to.”“I do,” she whispered. This time her

44. Prove It

Gian let out a long breath and stepped closer. But Aurelia shifted the blanket aside and sat up, turning her face away from him. Tears kept falling even though she had wiped them again and again with the back of her hand. Her voice was small, almost like the grumbling of a child who was angry but could not explain why.“Why do you have to act like that?” she murmured. “If I’m not attractive, just say it. Don’t cover me with a blanket like I’m some living corpse.”Gian sighed and sat back down on the edge of the bed, reaching for Aurelia’s trembling arm. “Honey… that’s not what I meant.”“Don’t call me honey if you’re only trying to make me feel sorry for myself,” Aurelia cut in, still refusing to look at him.A faint smile touched Gian’s lips. His hand moved slowly to her cold cheek, gently turning her face so she would look at him. “If I could put

45. Yours completely

Aurelia was still standing frozen behind Gian, trying to hide her face that now felt like it was burning. Her heart pounded harder than usual. Heat spread through her body, not from the air, but from the overwhelming embarrassment.Meanwhile, Gian stood in front of the projected screen displaying the faces of his staff, doing his best to keep his expression calm.“Sorry, I’ll turn off the video for a moment. We’re having a small interruption,” he said with a professional smile that almost looked effortless.Without waiting for a response, Gian clicked the video off button on his laptop. The room fell quiet again, filled only with the faint hum of the laptop fan and Aurelia’s quick breathing. Gian slowly turned around and looked at the woman now curled up behind his back.Aurelia covered her face with both hands. “Oh God, I want to disappear right now…”Gian held back a laugh that nearly escaped, then

46. Bathing Together

Warm steam filled the bathroom. A thin layer of fog began forming on the large mirror above the sink. Morning sunlight filtered through the slatted window, casting soft reflections that shimmered across the white marble walls.Gian adjusted the faucet, making sure the water was warm enough. As the sound of running water filled the room, he glanced over at Aurelia, who stood hesitantly by the doorway. Her body was still wrapped in a thin towel. Her hair was messy, and her cheeks were flushed from embarrassment rather than the steam.It was hard to count how many times she had already tried to refuse. Yet Gian seemed to ignore every protest. Instead, he calmly prepared everything they would need for their bath, almost cheerfully.“Come in,” Gian said quietly.Aurelia took a deep breath and stepped inside. Her movements were slow, as if each step required a new measure of courage. Gian helped her remove the towel and hung it neatly on the wall. H

47. Jealous of Each Other

Aurelia, who had been lying calmly on the bed, suddenly sat up straight. Her eyes locked on the phone screen without blinking. The milk and bread she had just eaten churned uneasily in her stomach, not because of the food, but because of a single name.Gian let out a quiet sigh, picked up his phone, and stepped onto the small balcony beside the study. He spoke in a low voice that sounded formal and brisk.Aurelia could not hear the conversation clearly, but from the look on her husband’s face, there was nothing suspicious about it. Even so, her chest felt tight. She knew she was overreacting. Kirana was only Gian’s personal assistant. Yet the memory of that woman, with her slender figure, fitted dress, and perfectly professional smile, lingered vividly in Aurelia’s mind.A few minutes later, Gian returned to the bedroom. His phone was already tucked into his pocket. He sat at the edge of the bed and looked at Aurelia, who was now hugging her kn

48. The Wrong Person

The chandelier above the dining table cast a warm yellow glow, but that warmth did not reach the two people sitting across from each other. Their plates were barely touched. Only the occasional clink of a spoon broke the silence.Aurelia scooped some rice, only to move it to the side of her plate. Gian seemed focused on the piece of chicken in front of him, cutting it with a precision that felt far too calm for the cold tension in the room.They did not look at each other. They did not speak. It was as if the words between them had frozen along with the restrained anger hanging in the air.Finally, Aurelia straightened her back. Her voice was quiet but firm, like something that had been simmering for far too long.

49. Troubling Thoughts

That morning the sun was already high when Aurelia stepped out of the bedroom. Her hair was tied in a simple ponytail and her face was bare of makeup. But there was something unusual in her eyes, the look of someone walking around while carrying a question she could not put down.Her mind was still stuck on Kirana’s message from earlier. Two photos. One question. And a smiling emoji that looked completely innocent.Aurelia took a long breath, then picked up her phone and a small wallet.She glanced toward the kitchen for a moment before sighing softly.“I can’t even make an omelet without burning it. Bringing homemade food? Yeah, right.”That was what ran through her mind. For a moment she hesitated. Was she really the kind of wife people imagined?In the end she decided to stop by the fast food restaurant across from the complex. She ordered a lunch set: rice with fried chicken, french fries, and a canned soda. Nothi

50. About Boundaries at Work

That morning, the kitchen felt unusually quiet. The only sounds were the ticking of the wall clock and the soft hum of the air conditioner.Aurelia sat at the dining table wearing a loose white shirt and gray linen pants, her hair tied up in a careless ponytail. There was no smell of toast. No boiled eggs. Not even the fried rice she usually made.On the table there was only a cup of warm jasmine tea, steam rising slowly like a breath held too long.Gian stepped out of the bedroom with his iPad in hand. His tie was not fully straight yet, but his eyes were already fixed on the screen. Charts. Messages. Targets. And a message from Kirana among them.“Morning,” he said briefly.“Morning,” Aurelia replied.Gian sat down and gave his wife a quick smile. He picked up the tea without asking anything and took a small sip. No comment about the missing breakfast. No compliment. No complaint either. He assumed his wife was busy

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