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

As soon as they entered Jiro's apartment, Laurie handed him the bag she was carrying. She kicked her shoes off the foyer and pushed them to the lower shelf of the shoe cabinet. With nothing but her white ankle socks, she trod further inside Jiro's apartment until she reached the living room.

However, instead of dropping herself on one of the comfortable-looking couches, she turned to Jiro and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

He choked on his saliva. Laurie's innocent question drove his lust-filled brain into overdrive. He was still imagining her biting and licking his neck with her tongue and now she's asking for the bathroom.

He cleared his throat and tried to keep his cool. "Uhm, there's one in my bedroom and over there," he pointed to the wall separating the kitchen and the living room.

"Can I use the one in your bedroom?" She tilted her head and creased her eyebrows. Jiro was looking so uncomfortable in front of her. "Or not?"

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