All Chapters of His Runaway Angel : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The man scoffed, and the beautiful woman by his side held onto his arm to calm him. “The real question is, who are you?” Turning to his partner, he retrieved his phone from his pocket and shook his head. “I can’t believe he’s bringing them to his house now.”Them? Who was them? Did Kyle make a habit of bringing different women to his place? The butterflies in her stomach dispersed. The man tried to walk past her, but she stretched out her arms, keeping both of them outside. “Where’s Calvin?” the woman asked. “Inside?” Hana coughed. “He’s inside.” “We need to see him,” she stated. Hana looked over her shoulder. If they were strangers, she couldn’t let them in. But she also didn’t want them to be uncomfortable in case they mattered to Kyle. She avoided the man’s harsh gaze and smiled at the lady.

Calvin was still pissed. No, he was furious, a volcano of anger waiting to erupt. What kind of father raised his hand on his child? That too, with a belt. Angel might have thought it okay, but it wasn’t, and he had to remember to tell her that. His phone rang, and Charles’ number showed on the screen, but he didn’t pick up. He waited until the phone stopped ringing and called Destinee. He had to be at work today after already missing two days. But he wasn’t looking forward to leaving Angel alone in the house. He hadn’t even wanted her to cook. He could do that himself. Plus, he had someone whose job was to cook for him.Walking back into his room, he placed a kiss on Angel’s temple and rushed into the bathroom for a quick bath. Angel was awake when he returned. She sat on the bed, her legs crossed as she watched him dry his hair with a towel. Another towel hung from his waist. When he caught her gaze trailing down, he winked. S

Camilla was a big spender. They had only been in the store for less than an hour, and Kyle’s sister had taken more things than she needed. Camilla pushed a stroll beside Hana while she held onto her basket. There was only a pack of tampons there. She didn’t want to overindulge herself. Camilla looked at Hana’s basket and emptied some of the chocolates into it. Hana tried to protest, but the lady gave her the famous McKenna look.“I don’t want you to spend all your money on me,” Hana explained when they stopped in front of a shelf. Camilla looked through cookies, dumping some in her trolley and others into Hana’s baskets. She liked everything Camilla put so far, but she didn’t have the money to pay for them. Hana tapped her on the shoulder. “Camilla? Are you listening?” Camilla nodded. “Oh, honey. We are not spending my money, it’s Calvin’s. Take what you want. Come on.” Hana could

Something was touching Calvin. He rolled onto his side and swapped at the object, hoping whatever or whoever would stop. It didn’t. He peeled one eye open, prepared to yell if it was a person, but the anger evaporated when he saw Angel. She was crouched by his bed, her lips pursed and her finger aiming for his ribs again. When their eyes met, she grinned.“Hey,” she greeted.“Hey.” Calvin rolled onto his side, tucking his hands under his head. “Why are you awake so early?”“I want to make breakfast. I’m not sure where the kitchen is, and I don’t know who to ask.”“You don’t have to, Angel,” he told her. She frowned, and he rubbed his thumb over her cracked lips. “We have someone to handle it.”“But I want to. You don’t even have to come with me. Just show me the kitchen, that’s all.”“If you’re cooking, I’m cooking with you.”Angel laughed as he threw his legs over the bed. He liked the sound so much he tickled her until she was laughing again. Stealing a kiss from her, he pulled her

The couple walked back to the house hand in hand. They had spent some time kissing and talking, then went down to use the swing. It was darker now. The sun had gone down, painting the sky in warm colours. Hana giggled when Kyle nudged her with his hip. “Baby,” she murmured, her cheeks flaming red. It was no news that she had never had a boyfriend or any relationship with the other gender. Perhaps that was why her cheeks lighted up each time she let out the pet name. But she didn’t want to stop. They were close to the back door when he lifted and swung her midair. Her head fell back with laughter and contentment as she took in the garden, court, and treehouse upside. Happiness swelled in her chest when she locked her arms around his waist. “I like you.”“I like you more,” he said. He set her down at the foot of the stairs. She knew this door led to the kitchen. “Do you want us t