Pierce Brosnan loves “every curve” of his wife, who was offered weight-loss surgery by her friends

Pierce Brosnan’s talent and attractiveness astounded everyone. The Irishman quickly rose to fame in Hollywood, starring in a number of popular films.

His first wife was the one who was thrilled to guide him to glory behind this endearing movie star.

The famous person wed Australian actress Cassandra Harris, who is of German and English ancestry.

He reportedly said, “Cassie made me the man I am, the actor I am, and the father I am.”

They were introduced in the 1970s via a mutual friend. It took her some time to express interest in the actor, despite the fact that Brosnan was enthralled with her attractiveness from the start. Cassandra later wed British film producer Dermot Harris after first marrying William Firth.

Harris said, “I wasn’t interested in him.however, we never stopped chatting once we got to talking because we shared a lot of interests, including acting, literature, and music.

Brosnan was unaffected by the fact that Cassandra had two children—Charlotte and Christopher—with Dermot. After they were married, he adopted the kids after their father passed away in 1986. The performer disclosed:

We simply click as a family. I was Pierce at first, then Dad Pierce, and then I was Dad. In my life, Chris and Charlotte have been incredible.

Sean was welcomed into the family a few years following the couple’s marriage. The family had blended in well, and everything appeared to be going smoothly.

Sadly, they were told startling news in 1987. Cassandra’s disease ran in her family. The same ovarian cancer that killed her mother was identified as the cause of her body’s aggressive attack.

The Australian actress endured eight operations and chemotherapy, yet she never wavered in her bravery in the face of discomfort.

She was fortunate to have a caring family around her, who frequently helped her feel better and get back to her regular routine. Brosnan acknowledged:

Sean used to pretend to be a doctor. After I took care of her, she would feel better and carry on with her life, taking care of the kids, arranging my profession, and remodeling this house.

Cassandra tragically passed away in the Kenneth Norris Jr. Cancer Hospital in Los Angeles, USA, in 1991. She had been lying in the hospital bed with Brosnan holding her hand the entire time.

The actor claimed that on their fourteenth wedding anniversary, his wife “began her journey,” with everyone in attendance save for Sean. As his wife took her final breath, Brosnan grasped her hand.

Sean, for some reason, received the news well. When he learned of his mother’s passing, tears filled his eyes, and he remarked, “It’s for the best, Dad.” She is no longer in pain.

Following Cassandra’s death, Brosnan became a more involved parent. The family grew closer as a result of the grief; the father and kids went out frequently. He also continued to communicate with Charlotte, who was in London, at the same time.

Even though Brosnan committed himself to being the greatest parent he could be by being there for his kids, he understood that the sadness would not go away immediately. He made the decision to seek counseling for his youngest son, Sean, as a result.

The actor acknowledged that there was still fun in his home despite the difficulties of being a single father. He added that he did a superb job and had amazing kids.

Brosnan gets married again

A few years after Cassandra passed away, in 1994, the actor met reporter and television correspondent Keely Smith.

Before long, they were dating and knew they were meant to be. They were inseparable and spoke frequently. The Irish actor, who had recently been chosen to play James Bond, stated in 1995:

“I would send her tickets to come over so we could be together because I missed her wherever I went in the world.”

Following two failed attempts at marriage (the second one being the result of Sean’s health crisis), the pair eventually wed in secret at Ballytubber Abbey in Mayo, Ireland, in 2001.

The space held one hundred people and was soundproofed for seclusion. The pair later gave a sumptuous reception at Ashford Castle.

For a steep cost, Hello Magazine paid to have the special event photographed. Therefore, there was sufficient protection to stave off nosy paparazzi.

Additionally, Brosnan and his second wife had a nice family. Dylan, the actor’s third son, was born in 1997.

After graduating from the USC School of Cinematic Arts, Dylan is a brilliant young man. He works as a model and a cinematographer.

Paris, the couple’s second child, is a model as well. He shares the same love in filmmaking as his older brother. He discussed the UN’s efforts to end child malnutrition in Sri Lanka and chronicled his trip there in 2019.

The family that Pierce Brosnan shared with Smith still amazes him. He has complimented her on her contributions several times. As per his statement:

“I’m among those men who think having a strong lady in your life is essential. Keely is one amazing woman I met. I couldn’t find one as good even if I tried a million times to look. Although it comes with a lot of responsibilities, becoming a father is rewarding.

Brosnan is amazed by his spouse.

The 007 star is aware that Brosnan and Smith are the cutest couple in Hollywood! He is in awe of his good fortune in discovering true love with the perfect person on two occasions.

He and Smith haven’t been involved in any scandals or controversies since their romance started. Conversely, the pair has grown inseparable and frequently praises one another in social media posts and interviews.

The actor honored his wife by sharing a photo of them together along with some moving remarks on the occasion of one of their wedding anniversaries. It said:

“My dear, happy anniversary. That evening, we danced, and we still do now. I could repeat the entire process.

Brosnan defended Smith once when an internet troll made fun of his wife by drawing comparisons between her appearance at the start of their marriage and her current appearance. He clarified that although several people had suggested she get surgery to reduce her weight, he still adores every curve on her body.

He continued by saying that from the start, her demeanor as well as her attractiveness had captured his attention. It’s true that Smith and Brosnan are a very close pair.

Above all, they have a lovely family that includes their gifted kids. This Hollywood marriage demonstrates to the younger generations that renowned couples may experience true love and that it is not a myth.

I Hired a Man to Wish My Son a Merry Christmas as Santa Claus and I Noticed He Had the Same Birthmark as My Son

I hired the same Santa actor to come to our house for three years straight. But it was only last Christmas Eve that I stumbled upon him in the bathroom and discovered why he was so dedicated to us… actually, to my son.

Real life is often stranger than fiction. Hello there! My name is Elara, and I was 34 when this happened last year. First, some quick background: I adopted my son, Dylan, when he was six months old. That was already eight years ago.

A baby | Source: Pexels

A baby | Source: Pexels

The adoption agency found him on their doorstep (yeah, like a movie, I know) with just a note saying his name was Martin.

He was still a baby, so I decided to rename him Dylan, and it’s been just us against the world ever since. It’s hard raising a child on my own, but it’s been the most rewarding time in my life.

Every holiday became more special since I adopted him, and my favorite was Christmas. Dylan was a fuzzy baby, and I hate crowds, so instead of going to the mall, I started searching for a Santa I could hire for a photo.

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A woman using a laptop | Source: Pexels

I discovered a photography studio that had its own actor, and I took my son there. However, as Dylan grew up, I thought about mixing things up.

Over three years ago, as I was still trying to come up with ideas for better Christmas traditions, I found a flyer stuck on my doorstep. It said: “Professional actor available to visit your home dressed as Santa Claus to surprise your child.”

There was a name and a phone number, and honestly? It felt heaven-sent. So, I called, and soon, Harold entered our lives.

A flyer | Source: Midjourney

A flyer | Source: Midjourney

He showed up that first Christmas in a Santa suit that was a little too big for him. But it was exactly what I had in mind. Dylan was five, and he totally thought it was the real Santa.

He dragged Santa around our tiny living room and showed him every single ornament on our small, weirdly decorated tree. Meanwhile, I watched from the old, thrifted couch.

But looking back, I should’ve noticed the red flags. That day, Harold stayed for THREE HOURS. He built block towers with Dylan, read stories, and even helped bake cookies.

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Christmas cookies | Source: Pexels

I tried to pay him extra (which I honestly couldn’t really afford), but he straight up refused and asked me to please call him next Christmas.

A year later, I did just that, and Harold was surprisingly still in business. Most kids get a rushed mall Santa photo, right? Not Dylan.

He got personal playtime with Santa in our living room. But, I kept thinking, “Doesn’t this guy have other houses to visit?”

Santa sitting in a living room, playing with a boy | Source: Midjourney

Santa sitting in a living room, playing with a boy | Source: Midjourney

One time I asked him about it. “You really don’t have to stay this long. Other families must be waiting,” I hinted, trying to be subtle about it.

He just smiled and said, “Oh no, Christmas Eve is reserved just for special boys like Dylan.” Again, looking back now… yeah. Something was up.

Dylan also became used to his Santa privilege and went ALL IN on these visits. He would deep clean his room (I mean, as best as a kid could) and do extra chores. As he told me, “Santa would want to see I’m being good.”

A boy helping with laundry | Source: Pexels

A boy helping with laundry | Source: Pexels

Fast-forward to this past Christmas. Dylan was eight and still believed in Santa, but he was slowly getting to that age where kids started asking questions.

As always, our living room was in full Christmas mode with lights everywhere, dollar store stockings by our fake fireplace (hey, we work with what we got), and our trusty artificial tree covered in eight years of random ornaments.

Dylan was excitedly talking about his science project to Harold when he made a wrong move, and suddenly, hot cocoa was covering Santa’s whole suit.

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Hot chocolate in a cup | Source: Pexels

“Oh NO!” my kid bellowed like his world was ending, but Harold played it cool.

“Don’t worry, my friend. Even Santa has accidents sometimes,” he laughed, then looked at me. “Mind if I use your bathroom to clean up?”

I nodded and rushed to grab him a towel from the closet, and when I went to hand it to him… oh, boy. He had taken off the top of his costume and…no! This is not one of those stories.

Towel closet | Source: Pexels

Towel closet | Source: Pexels

What struck me speechless was a weird crescent-shaped birthmark on Harold’s back. It was identical to Dylan’s. What were the odds?

But wait, it gets stranger. On the bathroom counter, I saw keys to a Mercedes. Since when does a part-time Santa actor (who works for a less-than-averaged income family) drive a car like that? Also, it wasn’t outside. Did he park it far away?

Anyway, I tried to play it cool and handed over the towel without looking. But my mind was RACING.

Handing over a towel | Source: Pexels

Handing over a towel | Source: Pexels

Back in the living room, Dylan was setting up some board game Santa had said he could open early. I sat there trying to make everything make sense. The birthmark, the car, the way he always spent so much time with us…

But what happened next was the real kicker.

Harold came out of the bathroom and said, “So, Martin, ready to play again?”

A man dressed as Santa coming out of the bathroom | Source: Midjourney

A man dressed as Santa coming out of the bathroom | Source: Midjourney

MARTIN! That was the name written on the note left with Dylan when he was found on the doorstep of an orphanage eight years ago!

I lost it. Jumped up and yelled, “WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!”

Poor Dylan froze, and Harold’s mouth dropped wide.

“Mommy?” Dylan’s voice was tiny. “Why are you yelling at Santa?”

A boy looking confused with a Christmas present | Source: Pexels

A boy looking confused with a Christmas present | Source: Pexels

I had to take a step back and inhale deeply. Also, I sent Dylan upstairs for a second. Then, I turned my eyes to “Santa.”

“The birthmark. Those keys. And you called him Martin. Start talking. Now,” I demanded, running my hands through my hair.

To my shock, Harold laughed. But it wasn’t humorously. It was like releasing a huge worry. He took off his fake beard and I saw his square jaw for the first time.

A handsome man | Source: Pexels

A handsome man | Source: Pexels

He looked handsome. Young. Around 40 years old, I’d say. Somehow, he also looked…rich. But most of all, he looked like my son.

Harold saw my face, and he nodded. “That’s correct. I’m his father,” he said breathlessly, and his shoulders slumped.

The background: Years ago, he was young and broke when Dylan was born. His mother left them, and Harold had no way to support his kid or any family to help out.

A man with a baby | Source: Pexels

A man with a baby | Source: Pexels

The only solution was to give his child (the one he had named Martin) up for adoption and hope someone else could give him a good life. But he kept tabs on him… on me.

And years ago, he made up the whole Santa thing just to spend time with Dylan once a year.

He’d gotten his life together by then after starting some successful business but didn’t want to mess up Dylan’s happy life with me.

A hansome man in a suit | Source: Pexels

A hansome man in a suit | Source: Pexels

I won’t lie, I was mad. But also… I got it? Like, he found this weird way to be there for his son without taking him from me.

After that conversation, I asked him for some time. Harold nodded, went back to being Santa, said goodbye to Dylan, and left. But I had his contact information, and we talked regularly.

A few days later, I decided my son needed to know. I sat him down. He knew he was adopted, but this was different. At first, he was skeptical. “Mom, Santa can’t be my dad,” he rolled his eyes at me.

A boy | Source: Pexels

A boy | Source: Pexels

“No, silly,” I said and sighed. “You should know by now that Santa is a real man under that suit. The one who visits us every year is called Harold.”

And then, I went into detail with all I knew. Dylan took a while to digest the information, and a day later, he told me he wanted to talk to Harold. I knew that would be his response because my kid loved him already, even if at first he thought he was Santa.

The next weekend, I invited Harold to our house for dinner, and he came over without his costume for the first time. It was still a little strange, but we got used to it.

People having dinner | Source: Pexels

People having dinner | Source: Pexels

After a few hours, Dylan was his usual self, chatty and excited. He wanted to show off to his biological father. By the end of the night, we agreed to set up visits every weekend.

Every weekend turned into every other night… And every other night turned into every day. To my even bigger surprise, Harold took an interest in me too.

As Santa, he had asked about me, but I always thought that was just out of politeness. Not anymore, though. It took us three months after the big revelation to confess our feelings for each other.

A man kissing a woman's hand | Source: Pexels

A man kissing a woman’s hand | Source: Pexels

A few more months later (just last week, I mean!) he proposed to me. In his Santa suit. It was more romantic than it sounds, and I just needed to share this story.

Life is weird sometimes. My kid got the dad he never thought he’d get, I found love, and it all started because I hired a Santa!

Our family of two was doing fine, even if money was never plentiful. But along with love, Harold gave us the world with the success he built after struggling for years. It was my dream come true.

Also, we’re getting married this Christmas!!

A boy lookihng up at a groom and bride | Source: Midjourney

A boy lookihng up at a groom and bride | Source: Midjourney

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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