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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 · 都市
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237 Chs

Meeting Haru

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-Haeundae, seven years ago-

It was just as the sun set on the horizon, the employees of the beachfront hotel they were staying at started buzzing because they had to get ready for the night crowd. Those groups of people, mostly young, rich kids who love to party and sought fun in every possible way their parent's money could buy. 

Laurie was oblivious that the night had fallen for she was stuck snoring on the floor. Her king-sized bed was three steps away from where she was laid down, but she slept on the floor. Not by choice but rather by alcohol and some strange pill that was put into her drink from a bar she went to last night. 

She had no way of knowing. She took all the ounce of willpower she had in her body to haul her ass to the privacy and safety of her hotel room.