52. Shopping Mall

The car came to a smooth stop in front of the mall, and one of the bodyguards swiftly stepped out, making his way over to open the door for us. As we climbed down and began walking towards the entrance, I could feel the eyes of the crowd on us. Almost immediately, people around started to take out their phones, snapping pictures and recording videos.

I sighed inwardly. It was hard to live a normal life when you’re married to someone like Ivan, someone who commanded so much attention. We barely stepped into the mall before the bodyguards moved into action, closing the door behind us and keeping the growing crowd of fans outside. It felt surreal—people pushing and craning their necks to get a glimpse of us, and it dawned on me that Ivan wasn’t just a star in Canada; his influence stretched far beyond, with admirers from all over the world.

“Mommy, are those people Daddy’s fans?” Kelly asked, her big curious eyes gazing up at me.

I looked down at her, the little bundle of joy who was th