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Capture A Husband: My Asian Mother's Quest

"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. *** 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.] --- Book cover by Sendaline_16

Jyojiko · Urban
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237 Chs

Good Timing

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-Narita Airport, Tokyo-

Laurie's flight landed in Tokyo on time. She didn't wait long to retrieve her luggage. And right after she got her passport stamped, she sent a message to the number of the person who would pick her up that Haru gave her. 

She was walking out of the immigration when she got a message from her pick-up telling her where she should go. And that's what she did. She was expecting another man in a black suit but she was surprised in a good way that the person waiting for her was a woman in her early forties. 

She introduced herself as the person who owns the apartment she is going to stay in. 

"Call me Momo. That's what my friends call me." She said with an infectious smile. 

Laurie returned her bright smile. "Nice meeting you, Momo. My name is Laurie."