The most admired Prime Minister in the world lives under my roof, and I proudly share his last name because he’s my husband. I’ve always been proud of Christopher—he achieved far more than he ever imagined, and standing beside him through it all has been both a privilege and a blessing.

His work often kept him away from home, but I was able to travel with him most of the time, and when I didn’t feel like it, I stayed back without issue.

I never thought I’d become the type of woman who stays at home full-time. It simply wasn’t who I was. But Christopher has always been a strong provider, and I still wanted my own independence. So I turned to modeling—not anything overwhelming or full-time, just enough to keep me occupied and financially independent without losing balance.

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“The meeting is in two days, and we still have five hours left before we arrive. Try to rest a bit,” I said.

We were flying to Paris for a meeting, and as usual, he was working on his laptop without pause. Still, he had time to go over the script later—he just needed to slow down for a moment and rest.