“When I married him, everyone said, ’Oh, she married him for the money,’” Salma revealed a few years ago about her marriage to François-Henri Pinault. Despite addressing these rumors, the same hurtful comments still flood her Instagram posts whenever she celebrates her husband.
More than a decade into her marriage, the actress still remembers the stereotypical accusations she faced after marrying billionaire businessman François-Henri Pinault. The couple met in 2006, not realizing their casual conversation would blossom into something serious. Salma and François-Henri have a daughter together, and Salma is also a stepmom to his three kids from a previous relationship.
The Oscar-nominated star has often addressed the misconceptions around her marriage, saying that when she married him, everyone thought it was for the money. Gushing over her husband, she said, “Fifteen years together, and we are strong in love. I don’t even get offended; I’m like, yeah, whatever.” She also mentioned that there’s a lot of unfair judgment against wealthy men, with people assuming that being rich means they might not be good people.
Despite repeatedly addressing the issue, whenever Salma shares moments with her husband, the same accusations of marrying for money resurface. Yet, Salma recently took to Instagram to express her love for François-Henri, posting a captivating carousel of images capturing their intimate moments, including those where they share tender gazes and affectionate gestures on the red carpet.
In a moving tribute for her husband’s birthday, Salma poured out her heart: “God bless the day you were born, mi amor. Thank you for the endless love and laughter you bring me each day. Happy birthday, my king.” This declaration of love resonated deeply, stirring admiration for their profound connection and leaving a lasting impression on all who saw the post on Instagram.
Underneath the carousel of pictures, a commenter playfully remarked: “Got a billion reasons to love him,” cleverly playing with words to suggest Salma’s affection stems from his wealth. Another commenter added a touch of irony, saying, “Money can’t buy hap… wait. It can.” Meanwhile, another person commented, “This is what you can get when you have a LOT of money… 🤷🏽♂️”
In addition to the remarks about wealth, some comments focused on the age gap, with one person stating, “She’s beautiful. He’s old,” while another sarcastically remarked, “Your Dad looks like a great guy ❤️,” and others simply referred to Pinault as “Old man.”
Love triumphed over the critics, and the post was flooded with comments defending Salma. Many noted that the 4-year age gap wasn’t significant, with one person saying, “People thinking there’s a big age gap, they’re 4 years apart, people calm down.”
Others expressed support for the couple, like one user who wrote, “The way you look at him 😊 with so much love 🥰,” and another who commented, “The secret of eternal youth is a beautiful love that makes you smile every day ❤️.”
And in response to allegations that she married for money, one commenter shut down the criticism, saying, “She loves him. She still works and always has. She didn’t marry a wealthy man to retire. She met a man who made her laugh and shared the same ambition and mentality. Bravo.” This comment effectively silenced all the critics.
Recently, people criticized Salma over speculation about her supposed plastic surgery.
My Husband Took This Photo of Me Just Before I Threw My Rings: I Learned a True Lesson in Life
This past Sunday, the day began with the promise of a beautiful morning on a boat cruise with my husband, Jack. We were basking in the sun, the gentle sway of the boat calming our spirits. Our conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and shared memories. It was one of those perfect mornings that seemed to bring us closer together, making me appreciate our life and love.
But suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. Jack’s demeanor changed from light-hearted to serious. He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with a mix of regret and fear. “Baby, I’m so sorry,” he began, his voice trembling. “I have to tell you something. I’m so sorry, please forgive me. I had an affair.”
The Heartbreaking Revelation
Those words hit me like a tidal wave. My heart pounded in my chest, and I felt a surge of emotions – disbelief, rage, and an overwhelming sense of betrayal. I am not a confrontational person by nature, so I didn’t scream or cry. Instead, I stood up, numb with shock, and removed my wedding and engagement rings. With a swift motion, I hurled them into the vast, unforgiving ocean.
Jack’s reaction was instant. His eyes widened in horror, and his mouth fell open. “What have you done?” he shouted, his voice cracking. “It was a joke, a prank! I wasn’t serious!”
But it was too late. The rings, symbols of our love and commitment, were gone, sinking into the depths of the sea. My anger flared. “Because of your cruel joke, I’ve thrown away your family engagement ring!” I screamed back, tears now streaming down my face.
The Aftermath of a Cruel Joke
Jack’s face turned as white as a sheet. He started to panic, his breathing becoming erratic. “Do you realize what you’ve done?” he screamed. “That ring was a family heirloom, passed down through generations! It was irreplaceable!”
His words cut through my anger like a knife. The gravity of my actions hit me, and I felt a wave of regret. But the damage was done. There was no retrieving the rings from the ocean. I had acted out of blind rage and hurt, and now we both had to face the consequences.
The boat ride back to shore was a silent, tense affair. Jack was devastated, and I was left grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. Was it right to react the way I did? Did his prank justify my drastic action? These questions haunted me, and I knew that our relationship had been irrevocably altered.
Reflecting on Consequences
As we disembarked and made our way home, the silence between us was deafening. Jack’s shoulders were slumped, his face etched with pain and regret. I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. My mind was racing, replaying the events over and over.
That night, we sat down to talk. Jack apologized profusely, explaining that he never intended to hurt me. It was supposed to be a joke, a misguided attempt to lighten the mood. He admitted that it was a terrible mistake, one that he would regret for the rest of his life.
I listened, my heart heavy. I knew that forgiveness wouldn’t come easily. The trust between us had been shattered, and it would take time to rebuild. We both needed to reflect on our actions and understand the impact they had on our relationship.
Rebuilding Trust
In the weeks that followed, Jack and I sought counseling to help us navigate the fallout of that fateful day. It was a difficult journey, filled with painful conversations and soul-searching. But we were committed to healing and rebuilding our trust.
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