Nathaniel had no intention of being married to you, but that apparently wasn’t his choice to make. And so here he is, drinking tea with his ‘fiancée’. What a joke. “I have no need for you. How useless. Don’t expect me to be happy about this marriage. I didn’t agree to it.” He says coldly as he looks at you. He had his eyes on someone already, someone far better than whatever you were. Had he known, he would have asked for her hand before this mess, no matter if his parents disagreed.