My Husband Is An International Idol

The criticism refused to die. If anything, it grew even louder. Every entertainment website discussed Liliana Sterling’s decision to reject the Prada campaign.

Some praised her principles, but most branded her unprofessional. Television talk shows debated whether a rookie model had already become "too difficult" to work with, while social media became even harsher.

"She’s making demands after one successful campaign."

"Prada should’ve replaced her instead."

"She’s only famous because of Chris St. Claire."

Inside the St. Claire Mansion, Liliana quietly scrolled through the comments before locking her phone and setting it aside.

Years ago, she had learned that strangers behind anonymous accounts could be surprisingly cruel. She forced a small smile anyway.

"I’m fine."

No one believed her.

Least of all Chris.

Chris had been unusually quiet all morning. He wasn’t writing songs, watching television, or even practicing. Instead, he sat alone inside his study, reading article after article.

Every insult aimed at Liliana felt like it had been directed at him, because he knew the truth. She hadn’t rejected the campaign because she was arrogant or difficult. She had done it because of him—because she respected their marriage and refused to let another man take his place.

Yet somehow...

She was the one paying the price.

Chris suddenly stood.

"I’m done."

Robin looked up from his laptop.

"Done with what?"

Chris picked up his phone.

"I’m ending this."

Twenty minutes later, a notification appeared across every major social media platform.

Chris St. Claire has started a live broadcast.

Within seconds, thousands joined.

Then hundreds of thousands.

Then millions.

Comments flooded the screen so quickly that they became impossible to read.

Chris offered a polite smile to the camera.

"Good afternoon."

"I wasn’t planning to go live today."

He paused.

"But I think I need to explain something."

Immediately, curiosity swept across the internet. Inside St. Claire Entertainment employees gathered around televisions while trainees stopped practicing.

Pulse watched from their rehearsal room, and the Sterling family gathered inside the mansion. Matthew quietly folded his arms.

He already knew exactly what his son was about to do.

Chris looked directly into the camera.

"I’ve been reading the comments about Liliana."

His smile slowly disappeared.

"I think they’re unfair."

The livestream comment section exploded.

He continued calmly.

"A lot of people are calling her unprofessional because the Prada campaign was postponed."

He paused briefly.

"So let me tell everyone the truth."

Millions leaned closer to their screens.

Chris inhaled slowly.

"It wasn’t Liliana’s decision."

Silence.

"It was mine."

The internet seemed to freeze.

Chris continued before anyone could recover.

"I begged her not to do the campaign with another man."

The livestream exploded again.

WHAT?!

HE ADMITTED IT!

HE BEGGED HER?!

Chris gave a small, embarrassed nod.

"Yes. I asked her because I was uncomfortable. I told her I didn’t want another man filming romantic scenes with her."

He laughed awkwardly before pointing at himself.

"So if anyone wants to criticize someone..." He paused.

"...criticize me. Not her."

Inside the mansion, Liliana’s eyes widened.

"Chris..."

Amanda smiled proudly.

"He finally stopped hiding."

The comments became even more chaotic.

THIS MAN IS DOWN BAD.

HE ACTUALLY SAID IT.

HE’S JEALOUS.

Chris wasn’t finished.

"I also want to clarify something else."

He turned slightly toward someone standing off-camera.

"Dad."

Matthew calmly walked into view carrying a tablet.

Chris smiled.

"Dad, can we show them?"

Matthew nodded.

"We’ve already removed all confidential information."

The screen behind them changed.

A CCTV recording from Matthew’s office began to play.

It showed the emergency meeting held several days earlier.

The audio was perfectly clear.

Chris’s recorded voice echoed through the livestream.

"She doesn’t leave my side."

The recording continued.

"She only accepts contracts if they’re solo campaigns... or if I’m part of them."

Matthew’s recorded voice answered almost immediately.

"Agreed."

The recording ended.

Silence filled the livestream.

Chris looked back into the camera.

"That decision was made before the Prada campaign. It wasn’t something Liliana suddenly demanded. I was the one who asked the company."

He smiled softly.

"And she simply respected my request."

Another pause.

"So please. Stop blaming her. If anyone is being unreasonable..."

He laughed at himself.

"...it’s probably me."

For several long seconds...

The comment section barely moved.

Then, the internet exploded.

Entertainment websites immediately replaced their headlines.

CHRIS ST. CLAIRE ADMITS HE STOPPED LILIANA’S PRADA CAMPAIGN

INTERNATIONAL IDOL PUBLICLY DEFENDS LILIANA STERLING

"IF ANYONE IS BEING UNREASONABLE... IT’S ME."

Every platform was flooded with reactions.

"HE WENT LIVE JUST TO DEFEND HER!"

"THIS MAN IS OBSESSIVELY IN LOVE!"

"WHO DEFENDS SOMEONE LIKE THIS?!"

"HE RELEASED CCTV FOOTAGE!"

"HE DOESN’T EVEN CARE ABOUT HIS IMAGE ANYMORE!"

Within minutes, new hashtags climbed to the top of worldwide trends.

#ProtectLiliana

#ChrisDefendedHer

#ObsessivelyInLove

Inside Pulse’s practice room, River stared at the television before slowly turning toward Leo.

"...He really did it."

Leo laughed in disbelief.

"I’ve never seen him this possessive."

Aaron smiled quietly.

"He finally chose her over his image."

Nathan’s eyes softened.

"He should’ve done this years ago."

Meanwhile, inside the modeling department, the trainees who had criticized Liliana earlier quietly lowered their heads.

One whispered,

"So... we blamed the wrong person."

Another sighed.

"We owe her an apology."

Even Carl De Vera watched the livestream from the corner of the training room.

His polite smile slowly disappeared.

For the first time, his expression became cold.

Very cold.

He quietly switched off the screen before looking toward the hallway where Liliana usually walked.

"So..."

he whispered to himself.

"You really won’t let anyone get close to her."

A slow smile spread across his face. It wasn’t friendly. It was dangerous.

Back at the mansion, the livestream finally ended. Chris quietly placed his phone on the table. He hadn’t prepared a speech or written notes beforehand.

He had simply spoken from the heart.

Silence filled the room until Liliana slowly walked over to him.

"You didn’t have to do that."

Chris smiled gently.

"Yes."

He reached for her hand.

"I did."

His voice softened.

"For five years, you’ve always been the one protecting me."

He looked into her emerald-green eyes.

"I think it’s finally my turn to protect you."

Liliana couldn’t find the right words. Instead, she simply tightened her fingers around his.

Across the country, millions of fans had reached the same conclusion.

Chris St. Claire wasn’t simply in love.

The international idol had become completely...

Hopelessly...

Obsessively...

In love with Liliana Sterling.

And for the very first time...

He didn’t seem to mind that the whole world knew it.

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