Gerard Way Wife Novels & Stories

“And I’ve done a bit of digging and do you know what, Sir Gerard? Nobody has ever met the person in question. Your wife has not been seen since, either. She has not contacted her family, has not used a credit card, or applied for welfare, or visited a doctor, or picked up a speeding ticket, or lodged a tax return, or travelled overseas. Kent Police launched an investigation, but it petered out. They couldn’t prove that Lady Tara Hornby was dead and they couldn’t prove evidence of foul play.” “That’s right,” he said with increased intensity. “They couldn’t prove anything and neither can you.” “According to DI Steve Ferrett of the Kent Constabulary,” Paul interrupted, “you were the one t

Richard did not listen to him and went on to check every time just in case he would be required to buy a missing item later. Mateo found himself a seat and watched his dear best friend closely with all the patience in the world. But as soon as he was done, he repeated the previous question. "Is she the one?" It took a while before Richard admitted to his guess because there were other secrets he had to reveal as well. "She is Gerald's wife." "Gerald?" Mateo frowned. "The Gerald I know? The one making rounds on the internet and generating income for the bloggers because of his cheating scandal? Your nephew?"

Gerald said to Martha who frowned. “ what do you mean? I should sit down and watch my daughter suffer from some poor… “Now is she happy, I told you let’s deal with it gently but your attitude says NO! Always what your mind says and now look at what’s happening. I’m not going to any interviews to clarify anything. Like I said earlier FIX IT.. it’s your mess this time” Gerald angrily said to his wife for the first time in years and it shocked Martha that she became teary.

She would never let Sherly into the Gilrens. All the Gilrens’ expressions changed at his words and their gazes on the Kindles were very unpleasant. Gerard cursed Rachel inwardly for interfering. But he was angrier at his wife for not being able to keep her mouth shut. He stepped on Celine's feet in annoyance and glared at her from the corner of her eye. Celine looked at him with a complaining look. "What's wrong with what I said?" Why was she always in the wrong? Even though she just wanted to help Gerard. She felt mistreated by her own husband when there were so many people watching them. Gerard just glared at her with a gloomy expression. Without responding, he faced the family with an apo

Edward’s wife was not a woman a man like me should allow into his thoughts. Wanting her wasn’t foolish. It was treason. I excused myself under the pretense of taking a call, murmuring a polite apology as I stepped away from the group. No one questioned it. Men like me were always needed elsewhere, always managing something unseen. I didn’t go far. Instead, I moved closer to her, my steps casual, indirect—perfectly reasonable. The kind of movement no one would question. Our shoulders brushed. It was accidental. It had to be.

His knuckles went white. "What are you trying to say?" Gerald spoke slowly. "Let me guess. You suspect Jasper?" "The man who's been at your side for over a decade?" He paused. His voice was mocking. "Wrong." Gerald seemed pleased by his silence. He took his time. Dropped the bomb he'd been preparing. "It was your lovely wife. Lisa White."

“Ciara I do not know what you think that you witnessed yesterday, but we need to talk because there is no way in this entire world that I am letting someone like Anne back in my life ever again.” “The pictures, what were they?” “What pictures?” “It doesn't matter Ryan because you are just going to find a way and deny it and the last thing that I want to do right now is listen to your lies.” “To think that he even went as far as putting a tag on your head, that no matter what happened, you are going to be his wife.” Gerald suddenly chipped in, adding more fuel to the fire. “Will you shut up Gerald and let me have a simple conversation with my wife!!”

No wonder she will be in her arms in a month. Nowhere, she heard some footsteps behind her. She thought it could be Asad. She stood up instantly and turned around to face him. But what she saw blew her senses. It was Gerard! He was well dressed in a black tuxedo, like a business man. And he hadn't shaved since a long time so he had a bit beard with no length. He looked extremely different than before. "Gerard!" She almost whispered to herself. While he stood there, watching her. He couldn't believe that she was her wife and going to be a mother of his baby. He full grown belly surprised him. He couldn't wonder, how much she changed when he left her.

"Linny... if Gerard asks you, tell him that I took care of you, alright? You can manage alone, right? You are always strong and I don't know how you handle it all. You're amazing. I am not even a tenth as strong as you. And-" "Do you know who Gerard is, Gina? Do you know what happened between us?" Jacques interrupted Gina. Her throat felt heavy. "Come on, sis. Gerard broke up with you, but he is a good guy. He won't stop being friends with you even if you broke up. He still is being nice to us. He even introduced me to a great guy when mom and I attended his wedding-" "You attended his wedding?" Jacques raised her eyebrows and her eyes filled with tears. While I was trapped in a cabin trying

Pretentious bitch– My eyes widened. What did I just say? “Wife?” Muttering with fake shock, she wrinkled her nose. “Oh, didn’t realise you were married.” Her eyes moved to my fingers and then to Killian’s, a bitter look flashed before her eyes. Her eyes slowly whisked to me, taking in my attire and then at my face. “Aren’t you Rara Morris? The daughter of Mathews Morris…” It should surprise me, but it didn’t. Mathews Morris was a well-known name. She’d known him, and his flaunting daughter—one he showed off at every party and gathering that could benefit him. “Glad to see you again, Rara.” She extended her hand. I took her hand unsurely.