Jyojiko

"What the fuck did you send over, Nicky?" Laurie is screaming over the phone at six fucking  o'clock in the morning.

"It has a note. And I believe that the message was clear." the name Nicky answered.

"Well that's exactly, why I am asking!"  she exclaimed angrily, glaring at the innocently looking red leather pill box, that is instantly recognizable as a famous jewelry brand, sitting on her kitchen counter, with a note that says - I heard you cry over a guy, here's a small gift to let you know that I'd marry you anytime.

With the familiar scrawling penmanship in the white piece of paper, she would know who sent her the note, even without calling the guy on the phone.

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When the guy you confessed to rejected you, and your two exes came back running—declaring they would marry you any time, what would you do?

Would you choose a familiar old love or the one that has your heart but doesn't want you?

And to add to the chaos, her mother is on a mission to marry her nearing thirty-something ass to any man who breathes. 

What should a girl do in such a situation? Run away, of course! 

But then, how far can you run away until all the life's decisions you screwed up in the past caught up with you and you ended up with no choice but to face them. 

Welcome to Laurie’s adventure and just to be clear this is not a love story BUT a quest.

[WARNING: Some chapters may contain mature R-18 content.]

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Book cover by Sendaline_16

Capture A Husband: My Asian Mother's Quest

She took a shower to remove the smell of smoke and whatever got on her skin while she was at the club. The shower didn't take more than ten minutes.

After she put some moisturizer on her face and her lips. She picked up the hairdryer and put it on full blast to dry her hair.

As she was standing in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection while holding a hairdryer - Laurie felt like she was holding a gun on her head.

The soft whirring of the hairdryer was the only sound in the closed bathroom and Laurie found herself hyperventilating.

It started as an itch at the back of her throat, she cleared her throat and before she knew it, she felt like no matter how many times she cleared her throat, there was something stuck on it that she can't remove.

She turned off the hairdryer and got out of the bathroom holding her chest. She kept on taking a deep breath, clearing her throat yet, she was still gasping for breath.

Thanks, But No!