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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

Still Weak

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"We are here." 

Laurie's thoughts were snapped back to reality when Haru spoke as the elevator dinged open to the basement of the building, where Haru parked her car after they visited the house where she was going to move. 

Haru took her to this place because according to her, she could procure her favorite wines in this place. Stepping out of the elevator, Laurie didn't doubt what Haru said. They entered a wine cellar that has enough wine to make her happy till the end of time. 

She chuckled softly, walking slowly in between rows or rows of wine racks. 

"Inagawa-sama," the lanky man wearing round spectacles, bowed deeply in front of Haru. 

Hearing the man calling Haru, Inagawa-sama, Laurie remembered that Haru is no longer a Park, but an Inagawa. She married into a prominent family from Yokohama.