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

'Home.' The place she has always run away from since she was 10. She sighed with the memory.

The sex was good with Jiro but it is not enough reason to stay. She smiled inside bitterly. She tightened her arm around him. She wanted to keep him closer to her a little longer before it's time to leave.

"Laurie, welcome home. And this time, I'm the one saying it and I mean it." His chest heaved when he pulled a deep sigh. "I'm sorry. That text message was from an old friend. She was staying with me because she was having a problem with her family and her man."

"Hmm," she mumbled against his now cool skin. It didn't escape her ears that the friend he was talking about was a 'she.' Confirming that it was the one he was arguing with when she gave him a call. "She has access to your phone."

He clicked his tongue and rubbed her naked back. "I let her because she said she needed to contact her friends."

A Phone Call To Her Mother