Is Anthony Padilla Married Novels & Stories

asked Eden looking frustrated. Anthony seemed to think long enough to digest every word that Eden uttered. He is currently studying Eden's actual condition in order to manipulate the woman. “Yes, you two were married a year ago. But you were pregnant with Ciara since four years ago, before you were officially married," answered Anthony flatly.

Playlist~ Lady Gaga - I'll Never Love Again Fernando's POV "The answer is no, my wife and I are not divorce, we're still together. I don't know where this rumor is coming from but the only truth that is coming from no other person than me is that my marriage with Micaela Alvarado, my newly wedded wife is still very intact. Do not believe everything you see on the internet". I hope my answer is enough to clear the divorce rumor that has gone viral on TV and the Internet.

Jamelle and Stella were already inside. Papa stood there with his back to us. “ Yes papa?” I questioned strongly trying to hide my fear as I stood in front of his wooden desk which filled half of the room. The room was dim and his curtains were closed, not letting the sunlight through. The intimidation was seeping out of him in folds yet his back was turned to us as he spoke. “ There has been a change of plan and Jamelle Is no longer getting married to Allesio but now Jenine is” he declared with a careless but demanding tone.

“I heard about Jason being alive and I wanted to reach out, but I didn’t think it was appropriate since he is married now. And everything that happened with Melissa made me so sad that I thought it best I just keep my distance.” “You got a look in your eye, Antonio. Are you seeing Janet?” Michael asked, eyebrows lifted in curiosity as he leaned over to him as if it was a secret. “Something like that. We worked out our…issues and we’re fine now.” “And Julissa?” Antonio paused. “She’s currently pregnant with my child or so she says.” Michael and Diamond looked surprised. “We are on good terms. I actually need to get back to her. She has been having a hard time.” Antonio stood as Michael reache

Anthony interrupted, setting his plate beside me. “A trait she gets from her father, no doubt,” Jonathan commented with a smirk. “So…Jon,” Anthony started, sliding Nori from my lap. You wouldn’t find me complaining. Nori can play in his potato salad. “How is your ex-wife?” I paused before biting into my burger. Why would Anthony bring up this man’s ex-wife? Jonathan’s brows dipped before answering. “She’s…alive. At least she was this morning when she cashed her child support check. We’re not really on speaking terms. But you know this.”

Hana said. "Introducing his wife? He's married?" Ayudia asked, surprised by this news. Hana just nodded, confirming everything. "Yes, everyone is talking about Prawira's wife. They said she will be the one holding Hartanto's shares," Hana said. "Damn, why is he married? Where is his wife?" Ayudia asked. "I don't know, the media is also wondering, no one knows about his wife," Hana explained. Ayudia clenched her fists, "Damn. We missed the start again," Ayudia cursed in annoyance.

I glanced up through the window, and my heart instantly stopped. Sprawled across the giant screen was a breaking news headline from the city's leading elite tabloid. A massive, high-definition photograph of Adrian and his beautiful fiancée, Rusali, filled the display, beneath bold, flashing text that read: HAWTHORNE EMPIRE IN CRISIS: INSIDER REVEALS CEO ADRIAN HAWTHORNE’S SECRET MARRIAGE LICENSE FILED REGARDING AN ANONYMOUS IMPOSTER, as my face was displayed on the screen.

"According to these records, she was married. Husband deceased though." The word 'husband' sent a spike of rage through me. "What is his name?" "Antonio Miguel Castellanos." Raul scrolled through the sparse file. "But there's nothing substantial. No wedding photos, no joint tax records, no social media presence together. Just a death certificate dated five years ago." "So she supposedly loses a husband and then what? Appears as a vineyard CEO a year later?" I slammed my palm on the table. "Bullshit."

Anna stood slightly behind him, every instinct screaming to hide—but he reached for her hand again, pulled her beside him, and whispered just loud enough for her to hear. “Stand tall, kitten.” She nodded faintly. A reporter stood. “Mr. Esposito. Is it true? Are you married?” Sandro’s lips curled faintly. “I don’t make a habit of confirming rumors, but this one… yes. I am.” Gasps. Scribbles. Camera shutters clicked frantically. “To her?” Another reporter pointed at Anna. “Yes,” Sandro replied. “This is my wife. Marianna Esposito. Formerly Marianna Romano.”

I’d spent weeks taking notes on what duties I’d have as a serious underboss and all that crap. But today’s fight was about something I hadn’t expected. He didn’t understand why I had told no one in our company or any of my relatives, one outside this world, that I’d been married. Why was this so hard to understand? I wanted to keep both my lives fucking separate. He hadn’t told anyone that he had married either. That Xander Castellanos had a wife now.