My Husband Is An International Idol

The hospital room was filled with silence, until Liliana broke it.

"I know everyone is worried about me. But I think it’s best if Chris and I will discuss the matter first."

Emily wanted to argue, but Nathan stopped her.

Liliana looked toward the entrance when the door slowly opened.

Her emerald-green eyes immediately softened.

"Grandma..."

Lucia Sterling slowly walked inside, supported by Uncle Robert.

Behind them came Aunt Melanie, Uncle Gideon and Aunt Theresa

The moment Lucia reached the bedside, she gently cupped Liliana’s face.

"My child..."

Tears welled in her eyes.

"You frightened all of us."

Liliana smiled weakly.

"I’m sorry, Grandma."

Lucia shook her head.

"No."

She kissed Liliana’s forehead.

"You have nothing to apologize for."

The room became emotional. The girls quietly wiped away their tears. Even Chris felt his chest tighten.

Lucia finally turned toward him and gently held his hand. "You protected her."

Chris lowered his head.

"I almost didn’t."

Lucia smiled sadly.

"But you did."

"You brought her back to us."

Chris couldn’t find the words to answer.

Later that evening, Matthew gathered everyone inside the hospital’s private conference room together with St. Claire Entertainment’s legal team.

Matthew looked around the room before speaking.

"There will be another press conference tomorrow afternoon."

Nobody looked surprised.

After the fire, there was no avoiding it.

Robin quietly added,

"The media already expects answers."

Matthew nodded. "They’ll get them."

Silence followed.

Then Chris slowly stood.

"I’ll be there."

Matthew looked at him.

"So will Liliana."

Liliana nodded.

"I’m tired of hiding."

The room became quiet.

No one argued.

Because everyone already knew where this conversation was leading.

The following afternoon, St. Claire Entertainment once again became the center of national attention.

News vans surrounded the headquarters. Helicopters hovered above the city. Reporters filled every available seat inside the company’s largest conference hall.

Millions of viewers had already joined the livestream before it even began.

Comments flooded every platform.

"Is this about the fire?"

"Are they finally catching the stalker?"

"Will Chris and Liliana be there?"

The countdown reached zero. The cameras switched on.

Then, the doors opened.

Matthew St. Claire entered first. Beside him walked Amanda.

Then, Lucia Sterling.

The reporters immediately gasped.

The elderly woman had rarely appeared in public. Then came Chris.

And finally, Liliana.

The entire conference hall fell silent.

Online, comments exploded.

"LILIANA IS HERE!"

"GRANDMA LUCIA!"

"WHY ARE THEY ALL TOGETHER?"

Even the trainees inside St. Claire Entertainment stopped training. Large televisions had been placed throughout the building. Every department watched.

No one wanted to miss what was about to happen.

Matthew adjusted the microphone.

His expression was calm and professional. But noticeably heavier than usual.

"Good afternoon. Thank you for coming."

He looked around the room.

"I’ll begin by confirming the reason for today’s press conference."

A pause.

"The fire at St. Claire Entertainment was intentional."

The room erupted. Questions flew from every direction.

Matthew raised one hand.

The room became quiet again.

"Our investigation, together with law enforcement and independent investigators, confirmed that the incident was deliberately planned."

He looked toward Victor Reyes and Sarah Clifford seated in the front row.

"We also confirmed that the individual known as Carl De Vera entered this company using a fabricated identity."

The giant screen behind him displayed Carl’s employee photograph. Then another slide appeared.

Two pictures side by side.

Chris and Carl.

The similarities were undeniable. Gasps echoed throughout the hall.

Matthew continued.

"Carl copied Mr. Chris St. Claire’s hairstyle."

Another slide.

"His clothing, accessories, his walking posture."

Another slide.

"He wore blue contact lenses. Then matching watches, shoes. He intentionally modeled himself after Chris."

The audience watched in stunned silence.

Matthew’s voice remained steady.

"We believe this behavior was deliberate and connected to the ongoing harassment directed at Miss Liliana Sterling."

The room became completely still.

One reporter slowly raised her hand.

"Miss Sterling..."

She looked toward Liliana.

"When did you first become suspicious of Carl?"

Liliana gently adjusted the microphone.

She remained calm.

"I thought it was admiration at first." She smiled sadly. "I believed he simply looked up to Chris."

She paused.

"But eventually, I noticed he copied everything. His clothes. The way Chris greeted people. The way he walked. How he smiled."

Another pause.

"He even knew my favorite drink."

Soft murmurs spread across the room.

"I never told him. So I became uncomfortable."

Another reporter stood.

"What happened before the fire?"

Liliana’s fingers tightened slightly.

Chris quietly reached beneath the table and gently held her hand where the cameras couldn’t see.

She smiled gratefully before continuing.

"He approached me after Nicolo left. He called me ’Lily.’"

Lucia closed her eyes.

Only family called her that.

Liliana continued.

"He told me..." Her voice became quieter.

"’You’re becoming more and more beautiful, Lily.’"

The room remained silent.

"Then, he said..." She took a slow breath.

"’I know what you’re hiding. Everyone will eventually find out. The idol and the model...’"

She looked toward Chris.

"’For five years.’"

Silence.

A reporter immediately asked the question everyone had been waiting for.

"What did he mean by that?"

No one answered for several seconds.

Matthew and Amanda looked toward Chris.

Lucia smiled gently.

The Sterling cousins sitting behind the cameras looked toward Chris.

This was his decision. His truth.

Chris slowly reached for the microphone.

His hands trembled. Not from fear. But from emotion.

He looked toward Liliana. She smiled.

That was all he needed.

Chris faced the cameras.

Chris slowly reached for the microphone.

His hands trembled ever so slightly. Not because he was afraid of the cameras, but because he had finally made up his mind.

He turned to look at Liliana.

For five long years, they had hidden the truth from the world. After everything that had happened—the fire, Carl’s threats, and the danger surrounding her—he no longer wanted her to stand in the shadows because of him.

Liliana met his gaze.

She knew exactly what he was about to say.

For a brief moment, neither of them spoke. It was as though an entire conversation passed between them without a single word.

Then she smiled.

A gentle smile.

One that only Chris could understand.

He hesitated.

"Liliana and I have been hiding something..."

His voice echoed throughout the silent conference hall.

Millions of viewers instinctively leaned closer to their screens.

Reporters gripped their pens tighter.

Everyone waited for the confession they had been anticipating.

Before Chris could continue, Liliana gently reached for the microphone.

"Chris and I became much closer than people realized."

Every head turned toward her.

Chris blinked in surprise.

Matthew and Amanda exchanged a quick glance, immediately understanding what she was doing.

Emily instinctively started to rise from her seat, but Nathan quietly reached over and pinched her arm.

"Wait," he whispered.

The entire hall fell silent.

Across the country, millions waited for Liliana’s next words.

She drew a slow breath before speaking.

"Everyone already knew that we grew up together. His parents supported me when my parents died. We studied in the same school. And when we were younger, we were both chasing impossible dreams."

A faint smile appeared on her lips as memories of the past surfaced.

"I dreamed of becoming an actress."

She turned toward Chris.

"And Chris dreamed of becoming a singer."

Her eyes softened.

"Five years ago, he came to Sterling Village not long after his debut. I still remember how excited he was. He couldn’t stop talking about finally standing on stage and living the dream he had worked so hard for."

A few reporters smiled as they imagined the young Chris she was describing.

Liliana’s smile gradually faded.

"At that time, I wasn’t as fortunate." She pasued. "I went from one audition to another. I practiced every day. I waited for phone calls that never came. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the opportunity I had been waiting for."

The conference hall grew quieter with every word.

"There were days when I wondered if I simply wasn’t good enough."

She let out a small, self-deprecating laugh.

"One day, I finally broke down."

Her fingers tightened around the microphone.

"I cried in front of Chris."

Chris lowered his eyes, remembering that afternoon as vividly as if it had happened yesterday.

"I told him maybe my dream just wasn’t meant for me."

Her voice trembled slightly.

"He tried to comfort me. He told me not to give up. He said my chance would come."

She smiled at him.

"And I believed him."

Chris slowly continued where she had stopped.

"But someone saw us together."

His calm voice carried through the conference hall.

"It was an employee who misunderstood what they had seen."

He looked toward the reporters.

"A rumor began spreading that I was secretly involved with an aspiring actress."

"The story grew faster than either of us expected."

Liliana lowered her gaze.

"I knew how difficult it had been for Chris to achieve his dream. I also knew how quickly rumors could destroy everything he had worked for."

She took a deep breath.

"So..."

"I made a decision."

She smiled sadly.

"I walked away from acting."

A wave of murmurs swept through the room.

Chris looked at her, sadness filled his eyes.

Because even after all these years, hearing her say those words aloud still hurt.

Liliana looked directly into the cameras.

"It wasn’t because Chris asked me to. He never did. It was my decision. I didn’t want the beginning of his career to be overshadowed by rumors because of me."

She glanced at Chris again, her eyes filled with quiet affection.

"So while he continued chasing his dream, I quietly let go of mine."

The conference hall fell into complete silence.

Not because people were searching for another scandal.

But because, for the first time, they understood the depth of the bond between Chris St. Claire and Liliana Sterling.

It wasn’t built on publicity.

It wasn’t created for attention.

It had been built on quiet sacrifices... and a promise to protect each other’s dreams.

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