Is Nathan Fillion Married Novels & Stories

“How are you surviving now?” A faint steadiness returned to her posture. “I started my own firm. It’s smaller, but it’s stable. I built it from nothing.” She hesitated. “And during a routine background check on a potential partner… I found something.” Nathan's gaze turned to steel, his eyes mere slits. “You were married to Alicia,” she said carefully. “She works with me now.” His composure cracked — just slightly. “She does?” His voice was lower now. Marie nodded. “Yes.”

Mom comforted her with a genuine and faint smile. “Ex-wife, Aunt Emma. Nathan divorced her in a fit of rage when she fought with Nancy. He was once obsessed with Nancy, and then he got obsessed with Cynthia, and now there is a new woman in his life.” “Stop now, Fiona.” I roared while banging my palm on the edge of the table when I couldn’t take her words anymore. They all looked at me, but Fiona’s gaze was filled with rage and heartbreak.

In other words, she had never hidden anything from him. Nicholas opened her WhatsApp and saw something that made his eyes blaze with fury. A picture of his and Rowena's marriage certificate appeared in the chat history between Rowena and Karina. Why would Rowena send this to her? He had kept it so well hidden. All he wanted was to accompany Rowena through her final days, and then he would spend the rest of his life with Karina. Rowena knew this too, so why would she send that photo to Karina? Countless questions swirled in his mind.

He only sent me two text messages. "I've got things to handle. I won't be going back for two days. I'll apologize later. "Don't be mad at me anymore. Be good." I knew that the "things" Nathan had to handle were none other than his Valentine's Day wedding. It had been blasted all over TV, radio, and social media, yet he still thought I wouldn't find out. Or maybe he just didn't care. I packed up all of the things I'd brought with me six months ago. Then, I burned every last item of belonging that had anything to do with either Theo or me in the villa.

he asked, concern etched on his face. Sarah took a deep breath to compose herself before speaking. “Nathan, we’ve been digging into Thomas’s background, but there isn’t much information available. However, we did find a claim he made about being the father of the girl Viaan married.” Nathan’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “The father of the girl Viaan married? That’s an unexpected twist. Are there any records or evidence to support his claim?” Sarah shook her head. “No, we couldn’t find any concrete evidence to verify his claim. It seems to be just a statement he made without any substantial proof. It’s unclear why he would bring this up now and how it connects to his recent actions.”

I wasn't even done settling our scores. Over the next few days, everyone gossiped about Nathan on the college forums. "I heard Nathan was disqualified." "What I heard was that he had one too many drinks and signed marriage papers with Cordelia at a club." "Exactly. And now that his father-in-law is behind bars, he failed the background check. They voided all his assessment results." "Serves him right! I heard he dumped his girlfriend of four years just so he could climb the social ladder. This is instant karma!"

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.

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.