All Chapters of The Art of Hating You: Chapter 81 - Chapter 83

Sara's flight was announced, she and her parents made their way to the gate for boarding. Sara's eyes welled up with tears, and she struggled to hold them back. Memories of her time with Austin flooded her mind—their first wedding night, the countless times he had saved her, their fights, the tension, and the unresolved issues.The staff at the gate asked for her passport and ticket, but Sara was lost in thought. Her mother noticed her distraction and jerked her hand. The coldness in her voice was palpable as she reminded Sara, "Let's go, Sara. We need to board the plane."The staff at the gate asked for her passport and ticket, and Sara's mother handed them over without a word. Sara felt a pang of guilt and regret, knowing her mother's anger was directed at her.Austin sprinted into the airport, his eyes frantically scanning the departure board. His heart sank as he saw the Tehran flight's status change to "Boarding Final Call." He dashed toward the gate, but security guards blocked

The clock struck 1 AM, and the mansion was quiet, the echoes of laughter and celebration fading into the stillness of the night. Sara found herself alone in the kitchen, the soft glow of the moonlight spilling through the windows. She stood by the counter, absently running her fingers over the remnants of the birthday cake she had baked for Austin. Despite the wonderful evening, a sense of disappointment lingered in her heart.She had poured her love and effort into that cake, but with all the festivities, Austin hadn’t had a chance to taste it. The thought weighed on her, and she sighed softly, feeling a twinge of sadness.Meanwhile, Austin had noticed Sara’s absence when he returned to their bedroom. Concerned, he quietly slipped out of bed and made his way through the darkened halls of the mansion, following the faint light that spilled from the kitchen. As he approached, he could see her silhouette, lost in thought.He stepped inside, and without a word, he walked up behind her, w