Novel & Cerita Is Nathan Fillion Married

"Four years, and nothing. Good thing you've got Zane, or people would really start asking which one of you is the problem." Nathan didn't look up. He never did, when this happened. He let the silence sit there like it belonged to me to fill, the way it always had, ever since the night eighteen months into our marriage when he'd sat across from me at our kitchen table and told me, in a voice so quiet and so ashamed I'd wanted to hold him, that the accident he'd survived years before had left more than his mobility broken. That there would be no children. That he understood if I wanted to leave.

After meeting, both found each other agreeable, and naturally things progressed to the point of marriage. When Nathan heard the news, he secretly had his ex’s fiancé investigated. The deeper they dug, the worse it got. The man had spent years abroad, with a private life that was anything but simple. Among his partners were men, women, and those who identified in between. In other words, he was bisexual. On the eve of the wedding, Nathan confronted Laura, urging her not to be so rash and throw herself into marriage just to fulfill her mother’s wish. “Once you leap into the fire, it won’t be so easy to climb back out.”

So when he said I love you and I want to make you my wife, I believed him. I was so happy. I even let myself dream past the wedding. Kids. A family. Nathan cradling our baby while I watched from the porch swing, barefoot and smiling. I should’ve known. Nathan began coming home late this year. Meetings, he said. Unexpected business. Long hours at the casino. Maybe that was when it began, the rekindling between him and Chloe might have started way earlier before our engagement party. I noticed the signs. But I told myself he was just busy—he was the boss, after all. He had empires to run, investors to charm, deals to close.

Ava's Pov "Miss Ava Sterling," the pastor said, turning toward me. "Do you take Ethan Van Horn as your lawfully wedded husband?" The question hangs in the air like a weight pressing against my chest. For a moment I cannot breathe. I can't imagine in my life that a day will come when I would be getting married to my sister's fiancee, what a big betrayal from me. Hundreds of eyes are watching me. I can feel them even though I refuse to look at the crowd. Powerful families,Influential business partners,Socialites who thrive on whispers and scandals.

“Nathaniel Vaughn was married before. For years.” That didn’t sit right. At all. I’d dug into the man before—mergers, background checks, the usual. Not a single whisper about a previous marriage. Not in the press, not in interviews, nothing. “How the hell is that not public knowledge?” I asked. “Because he made sure it wasn’t. No media, no announcements, no nothing. It was… contained.” My grip tightened on the phone until I could feel the plastic edges digging into my palm. “Who is she? Where is she? What happened?”

she asked, her confusion growing. Nathan's eyes darkened as he looked at her. "I received a tip that you were seen with another man," he said, his tone carefully controlled. "Is there something you want to tell me, Riella?" Riella felt a wave of panic wash over her as she realized what Nathan was implying. "No, of course not!" she protested. "I was just with was just with Casey, we were discussing the full moon anniversary festival." Nathan's expression softened slightly, but he still looked wary. "Are you sure, Riella?" he asked, his eyes searching hers for any sign of deception.

Especially when he’d made a vow not to see his brother Jacob ever again. But right now, with Aneesa by his side, the prospect wasn’t half as daunting as he would have imagined. On the morning of Nathaniel’s wedding, Aneesa woke up and rolled over in the bed. Lying on her back, looking at the ceiling, she didn’t need to feel the bed beside her to know that Sebastian hadn’t joined her last night.

But surprisingly, he followed my gaze and then explained, "I don't have any non-work relationship with Charlotte, and I don't know what you're thinking, but the answer is all no. She's good at her job, but other than that, I have nothing to say." Wait, was he explaining that to me at ......? I froze, I never thought Nathan would explain to me, and in such clear denial. But ...... forget it. My mood is suddenly a little bitter, I simply do not know whether to believe him, and even if what he said is true, those indifference to me in the marriage, not fake. I coughed and interrupted, "What happens between you has nothing to do with me." Nathan was silent again, and I always felt as if he wante

brought Nathaniel to an abrupt halt. Husband? Then it struck him that Sylvia was married. She really got married. She had married another man. 'No! As long as they haven’t registered their marriage, it doesn’t count!' he thought. “He’s not her husband! I’m her husband! I’m the one she belongs to!” Nathaniel shouted. The nurse, at a loss for how to handle his outburst, could only stand by helplessly. At that moment, Vivian rushed into the room, her excitement barely contained.