All Chapters of His Runaway Angel : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

On Tuesday morning, Calvin was still in a mood. He tried to hide his dismay after Sunday’s night dinner, but he couldn’t hold back his annoyance this morning. Angel looked too happy as she packed her belongings into the small travel suitcase Camilla gifted her. If his sister continued gifting his wife-to-be, there would be no space for the things he would get her.Angel held a dress to her chest and twirled. Her enthusiasm made him smile, but it only lasted a few seconds before it was gone. He thought she was the only person she wanted to keep, and that involved them always staying in the same place together.Covering the gap, Calvin hugged her from behind. He deliberately let his fingers brush her boobs knowing she wasn’t wearing a bra and was horny, thanks to her hormones.“If you’re doing it for them, you don’t have to,” he said. Angel twisted until she was facing him. “They will be miffed but okay.”

A whole day passed without Kyle calling Hana. She wasn’t sure what that meant or if it signified the end of her relationship with him. Sitting by the window, she picked up the phone on the sill and pulled out her contact list. The one person she wanted to call was missing. She was silly not to have her husband-to-be number, and she didn’t know how to ask his mum or sister without calling attention to the problem.Kyle’s excuse had sounded genuine enough for the parents not to worry about her impromptu presence. Camilla had moved back to the house to make Hana’s stay more memorable, but she had been too disoriented last night and most of this morning. The family had chucked it up to her absence from Kyle, but it was more than that. It was the guilt of knowing she hurt him with her words. She really didn’t mean it, but when he continuously insisted, downplaying her wants to make himself feel better, she had felt like that shy girl who did all of he

Calvin could feel eyes on him before he turned. Some were polite not to stare when he looked their way. Others didn’t care. A few had their phones out, but he wouldn’t give them drama. Minutes after Angel walked out on him, he hadn’t moved an inch. He grabbed a napkin and dabbed at his face and jacket. He was officially done with work for the day. She said she meant it. That Baba was better than him. Wow. How could she? Paying the bills, Calvin walked out. He did a double take when he saw her by the corner trying to make a call. Camilla must have left her. Oh, right. His sister told him to bring Angel home. Calvin chuckled as he crossed the distance. Angel didn’t look up, but he was certain she had seen and heard him.“No one is coming to get you. I’ll take you home,” he told her. She ignored him. “Hana.”“I can find my way.” Calvin slid his hands into his pockets. The shake had

No one opened the door for Hana. She tried a few more times and gave up. Sitting on the floor, she hugged her legs to her chest and propped her jaw on her knees. Minutes felt like hours. Hana would never know how long she waited there. The loud footsteps on the floor made her head raise. She blinked in shock as Kyle staggered towards her. He stopped once to place a hand on the wall and catch his step. She was still too stunned to move, so she watched him idle in her direction.Hana stood when Kyle reached the door. If he saw her, he didn’t acknowledge her. She was quiet beside him as he fumbled in his pocket for something. Moments later, he pulled out a key. The air around him smelt different, like he had been drinking. Her eyes dragged down his body, unsure what she was looking for. Where was he coming from? Who was he with? Did he drive here? Who let him leave?Kyle tried to insert two keys into the keyhole at once and missed. Hana winced as he pul

They were still tangled in bed when the doorbell rang. Angel groaned, and Calvin laughed. He had refused to let her put on any clothes. In turn, she had asked that he also be naked. Taking her hand, he used it to cup his pulsing cock. He was so hard for his angel he would ignore whoever was at the door if she took him in his mouth now.“Do you still think I shouldn’t dress up?”Angel slapped his chest. “Of course not.”Laughing, he slid off the bed. She tried to follow, but he shook his head. Placing one knee on the bed, he held her hands above her head and kissed her nipples, then her lips. She giggled as he walked away, her breasts bouncing in a way that made him want to crawl back and stay in bed with her. But he resisted the urge. After one last look, a faint memory of her talking about sex flooding his head, he left the room.The doorbell rang again. “Coming,” he said. Who could it be? Not Camilla. She hadn&r