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Accidentally Married To Mr. Billionaire

Love knows no boundaries, no age limits. It only knows how to bring two hearts together... Yasmin Wiley, 19, a smart but clumsy woman, was happy with her life. She dreamed about being a famous designer. Her life turned upside down when she was forced to marry her sister's groom because her sister ran away on the wedding day. Declan Wilson, a 27-year-old billionaire, was so preoccupied with the business that he had no time for romance. His lack of interest in women even led to the rumor that he was gay. He would not marry, but he had to accept defeat under the pressure of his father. But the bride got changed on the wedding day. Life was not easy for them. Yet they got close and comfortable with each other slowly. Then things got ugly when certain misunderstandings worsened their differences. There were brawls, ego clashes, and doubts. No make-up sessions were enough to mend their severed relationship. Will Yasmin and Declan be able to put aside their differences and rekindle their love for one another? Or does fate have something in store for them that will keep them apart forever? =========== You can check my other books. The Billionaire's Sick Wife - Completed Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A tale of love and revenge - Completed. The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid - Ongoing, daily updated. My Ex-Husband Begged Me To Take Him Back - Ongoing, daily updated.

Angelica2511 · Urbain
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Chapter 52- Calling for help

Yasmin continued to pound on the door. Unfortunately, no one arrived to help her. "Hello… help me, please." Her voice was not loud this time. It cracked in the end. "Please, take me out of here." She tapped the door, sliding against it, tears pricking her eyes.

She closed her eyes and leaned back on the door, turning her thoughts inwardly, withdrawing herself from the outer world. How nice it would be if it was just a dream that would end when she opened her eyes.

She missed her bright and warm room. She missed Declan, no matter how mad she was at him. Warm tears trickled down her cheeks, and a sense of despair numbed her. 

Why did she have to be confined here?