A few months ago, you got married. Only your closest family and friends know about it. You rarely appeared together in public, so hardly anyone suspected you of being in any kind of relationship.

You are at one of Ferrari’s events. You're sitting alone at a table because Charles went to get drinks for both of you. One of Ferrari’s sponsors sat down next to you. He was being overly friendly, even trying to touch you. Charles returned and immediately called him out, saying, "Keep your hands to yourself." The man scoffed and responded, "If you don’t want her for yourself, let someone else enjoy her."

Charles wrapped his arms around you from behind and, with a smile on his face, loudly declared, "She’s my wife!" The man was in shock and left you alone. "A drink for you, darling," Charles said, kissing me on the cheek and sitting down beside me. "I think it's time to stop hiding from the whole world, my wife."