Novel & Cerita When Is Gerard Way's Birthday

"When you have time, come to my mother's grave and confess your mistakes! I'm sure that she will want to see you." "Your birthday is the seventeenth of September, right?" Jason asked with his hands behind his back. "How did you know?" The old man glanced at Jason's grandmother. After seeing her shaking her head, the old man then asked in confusion.

He clasped his head in his hands and shook uncontrollably as he tried to imagine his life from this point on. Gerard had to go in to the office the following morning—the day of Cindy’s Big Date. He hadn’t done so in months, but he and Pierre had an urgent meeting with a very important client and the man had requested Gerard’s presence. As he was the business’s CFO and Vice President of Marketing, Gerard knew that it was time to pick up the reins of his life again. He had responsibilities to Pierre, their employees, their clients, and to himself. It was time but it was just unfortunate timing. Celeste was down with the flu, Cindy had a test, also her all-important date was that night, and Ger

Warning !!! Vulgar!!! __________________________ Today, my husband's birthday. handsome Gerald. Gerald is a pervert, to be precise. Not expecting myself, my husband's age is decreasing. And Gerald went to college as usual. So, I planned to prepare a surprise for him. I'll make a cake, especially for Gerald.

The young man's neat appearance and warm demeanor never failed to brighten Gerard's day. In William's hands was a newspaper, and he handed it to Gerard with a respectful nod. Gerard's eyes scanned the headlines, and his gaze settled on the article about Yvette's upcoming birthday celebration. "THE QUINNS ONLY DAUGHTER, YVETTE TO CELEBRATE HER BIRTHDAY IN GRAND STYLE," the headline proclaimed.

"Where are you going?" As usual, his friend, Gerard looked very neat as he walked into the room. He wore an all-white, and his blonde hair was still wet from the shower but combed back elegantly. His angelic looks could make any woman lose her breath. Kwan remembered the old days when he and his friend used to party a lot, get into fights and trouble, get themselves surrounded by beautiful women and spend each day in a different place. Those were the days Gerard used to enjoy life, smile and laugh, but since the tragic event in his life Kwan hadn't seen his friend smile even once.

I grabbed my phone on the bedside table and checked the date. “Oh, it’s today,” I said half-heartedly. “What’s with that look?” I pushed the covers away and got out of bed. “I don’t know, my birthdays have never been special, so…” I swallowed hard, trying to push down the lump in my throat. Birthdays for me were just a reminder that I was born into a family that didn’t love me. “That ends today,” Gerald uttered. “I have to stop by at work, but once I get back, we are going to make this day extra special for you. Now, can I see that beautiful smile of yours?”