All Chapters of His Runaway Angel : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Hana burst into her sister’s room with a yell. Her phone almost fell from her hand, but she caught it before it hit the ground. Cara, who was taking a nap, roused and rubbed the back of her palm over her eyes. Hana jumped to the bed, yanking the comforter from Cara’s body. Since her sister started attending rehearsals, they hadn’t been spending as much time together. When Cara didn’t look at what Hana was showing her, she held her head steady, forcing her to look at her screen.It was Cara’s idea to put the book on pre-order so they had a chance to send ARCs and promote it before release. Hana hadn’t expected anything. The last few days since the pre-order went live, she had refreshed her page so often to see zero preorders. But today, there was one order. One person freaking paid for her book. She was one book closer to being a bestselling author.Cara had also taken charge of creating social media pages and handling it for her.

Words blurred on Calvin’s screen. He had no idea why he was wasting his time here when he had been unproductive for most part of the day. He peeked at his wristwatch and sighed. 1:45 pm. He had never wished for Camilla’s disturbance like he did now. He needed a distraction. Someone to pull him out of this slump he was about to slip into.His phone rang, but once he saw the name on it, he placed it face down. Charles. There was no point holding on or waiting for a girl who blatantly said she couldn’t marry him. He was doing himself no favours. So why couldn’t he stop thinking about her?The door opened, and his assistant offered him a tight smile without entering.“I was knocking, sir.”He didn’t hear. Sitting up, he grabbed the armrests and released a breath. “Come in.”Destinee walked in and dropped her tablet on his desk. He flipped it around to see the images on the screen better. Pictures of

A day had passed since Hana’s encounter with Charles. She stared at Kyle’s card, her fingertips dancing across his number. Her phone was on the table beside the card. She had typed only the first digit and panicked.“Hana?” someone called from behind. Hana looked over her shoulder as her sister charged towards her. Cara opened her mouth but stopped. Grabbing the card from the table, she screamed, “Oh my God.”Hana plugged her fingers into her ears. “What?”“You know Calvin Kyle McKenna?”Words sat in Hana’s throat, but she wasn’t sure how to voice them. She had kept her last interaction with Kyle to herself. But how did her sister know him? He was hers alone. Well, not hers, but not Cara’s, either.“You know him?” Hana asked instead.Cara laughed and settled down on the floor. Crossing her legs under her, she flipped the card upside down. “No. But

Calvin’s phone pinged. He glared at his screen, reading and rereading the words as if expecting them to change. Charles wanted to know if he would be available to join the wedding rehearsals since he was acting as the best man. But all he could think was: how did the days go by so fast? Angel hadn’t called him, and he hadn’t bothered to ask Charles for her first name. He chose friendship over love. He shouldn’t be feeling this horrible, but his chest and heart hurt each time he thought about it.Calvin replied in the positive and shoved his phone into his pocket. Stepping away from his desk, he stopped by the window and stared at the expanse of buildings in front of him.His thoughts raged hard, and he closed his eyes. Charles wasn’t just his friend. They were also related. Their parents might have a bad history, but the kids had decided they wouldn’t let that affect their relationship. He could only hope their friendshi

Hana’s feet ached from standing for too long. Shopping with Mama wasn’t a fun adventure, and for someone who hated the whole concept, it was even more torturous. She had changed into so many gowns and dresses, some heavier than others. But none of them satisfied Mama. She didn’t care for a wedding dress. She wanted it over with it.Kyle’s card was safe in her suitcase. Cara had asked about it a few times and given up. They hadn’t spoken about Kyle, and she was hoping it never came up again. She was getting married. That was her destiny.Mama’s footsteps echoed throughout the store, and Hana faked a smile as her mother appeared from behind one of the stalls. She slowly rose to her feet, tired of the whole shopping experience. They were in a boutique, surrounded by only white dresses, but none of them appealed to her. Maybe if she had given them a second glance, she might have found one that interested her, but she had spe