Novel & Cerita Happy Birthday Babe

Finale 1 "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you. . . happy birthday, happy birthday. . . happy birthday to you. . ." Whether it's a child or a parent, they sing a birthday song for my daughter Davvy. Davvy turned seven today. Just the speed of time and a year over also Dave and I have the youngest baby Travis. Yes, I gave birth to a baby boy. That's right and that's also what my husband and my baby girl want.

Jayda mumbled tiredly, not opening her eyes. Lily did not reply and neither did the person showering kisses on her face stop. Jayda groaned, burying her face deeper into the pillow. She heard a familiar chuckle, followed by a very familiar voice whispering in her ear. "Happy Birthday, my love." Jayda's eyes flung open. She smiled as she came face to face with Sebastian. Seb reached for her hands and kissed it. "I wish you long life and prosperity, good health, more riches, more happiness and every other thing you could ever wish for."

"Thank you, girl." "Happy birthday, little sister." Janet hug me and pat my back a little bit. " I'm not your little sister, you old woman." I hit her arm lightly and we both laugh. " By the way, thank you." "Happy birthday, Sophia. You're now big 25." Beth dramatically said with a wicked grin on her face. "Do you have to say it out loud? Thank you." "Happy birthday, Sophia. Oh my God! I can't believe this. We just met each other not quite a while and now, it's your birthday. How time fl-"

I whimper, my voice completely wrecked. Happy birthday to me.

“But what exactly is this bastard doing here? Is he trying to make his life miserable again? “ I'm very sorry for not informing you about another guest but since you two are brothers I don't think you should be inconvenienced with each other, right?“ The announcer asked and Maverick just gave her a nod with a light smile and I could sense he's getting uncomfortable. The program began again and Maverick was doing quite alright until that Baboon stopped him, saying he got a question. “ Actually, my question is ; I have a very close friend and he had something called Azoospermia since birth but surprisingly, he suddenly became a father of two kids; a boy and a girl. Is it possible for such to h

“And I wanted you to feel that. Even if just for today.” A sob escaped me, and he pulled me into his arms. “I can’t believe you did this,” I whispered against his chest. “Believe it.” He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “You deserve this. You deserve everything.” He pulled back just enough to look at me, his hand tilting my chin up. “Happy birthday, babe,” he said softly. The word-babe-sent a fresh wave of tears down my cheeks. Hearing it while he looked at me deeply felt like something cracking open inside my chest.

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday happy birthday...happy birthday Phoebe!" The gesture of his hands is constant. It was obvious to him that he was satisfied. After we sang to him, we sat down again. Then one by one will stand up to give him a gift. When it was my turn to give, I kissed and pinched baby Phoebe's cheek again. "Happy birthday, princess. Tita-Ninang loves you," I said then she clapped her hands and reached for my face. "Thank you, Godmother. I hope I have a Godfather for my next birthday," said Cali. I gave him a hard time and returned to our seat. Wella gave next.

Not me’ ‘We’re just getting started dear. Happy birthday.’

"I love you, B." I smile realising this sugar-baby also deserves the world, "I love you too Honey." The end.

he uttered. "Huh?" "Happy Birthday, Hayley."