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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 enjoy my other books on this app… The Billionaire’s Sick Wife. (Completed) Temptation of Billionaire's Secret Lover: A Tale of Love and Revenge. (Ongoing) The Contract Bride of Mr. Reid (Ongoing)

Angelica2511 · Urban
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Chapter 347- The parcel

Declan hoped Yasmin would contact him right away if she saw him with another woman. The speculations of the people about him and Clara strengthened his belief. However, he was once again immersed in hopeless darkness when he received no news from her side after a week. It was as if she didn't care if he was dating someone or not.

He became concerned at the same time, assuming she had gotten into other trouble. She might have been trying to reach him, but something or someone might be stopping her from doing so.

He was agitated all day and couldn't concentrate on his work.

Eva had emailed him some paintings to check, but he couldn't.

There was only a week until the submission deadline, but they had received no fruitful results. This attempt of his to find her was also futile.

Declan returned home late in a depressed mood.

Harry hurried over and took his jacket. "Dinner is ready. Should I serve the food?"