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Simon Cowell was joined by a very special guest at a recent taping of America’s Got Talent.
On Tuesday, Sept. 3, the judge, 64, was photographed with his 10-year-old son Eric and his fiancée Lauren Silverman, 47, as the family of three walked the red carpet ahead of the live taping of the quarterfinals of AGT.
Cowell could be seen standing behind his son, putting his hands on his shoulders as the two smiled together. The proud dad opted for a gray T-shirt and jeans, while his son wore a white T-shirt and jeans. Silverman held her son’s arm and posed in a leopard-print jacket and black pants.
The father-son duo also posed for a sweet solo shot together, where Cowell put his arms around his son and held his sunglasses.
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Back in June, Cowell opened up about how his son Eric saved him after both of his parents died.
Speaking on an episode of The Diary Of A CEO podcast released on June 10, Cowell shared how his son saved him during a dark period amid the loss of his parents, Julie and Eric, and his life being consumed by work. Cowell’s father Eric, whom his son was named after, died in 1999, while his mother Julie died 16 years later.
“I think particularly when I lost my mum, I was on a downward spiral at that point,” said the music industry executive. “I lost everyone, you know, I’ve lost my parents. It’s finality now. What I said about the material things I’ve got, everything just meant nothing at that point.”
But the TV personality said when he heard that his fiancé, whom he has been dating since 2004, was pregnant with their first child, it turned everything around.
The Saga of My Husband, My Mom, and Rent: A Family Drama
Oh, the pleasures of family dynamics; those complex networks of affection, animosity, and, it seems, rent. What if I told you a small story from the front lines of my own soap opera to start things off?
Imagine this: Dad recently passed away and went to the great beyond, leaving Mom sad and alone. So, of course, I propose that she move in with us, partly out of compassion and partly out of sheer guilt. You know, to socialize with the grandchildren and take in the warmth of family.
Now enter my spouse, who has obviously been attending the “How to Be a Loving Family Man” course. His initial response was a firm no, but after some deft haggling on my part, he reluctantly agreed—but only under one condition. The worst part, get ready: my distraught mother would have to pay the rent.
You did really read correctly. Pay rent. in a home that we currently own and are not renting. Start the crying or laughing. His logic? He replied, grinning in a way that I can only characterize as evil, “Your mother is a leech.” “After she moves in with us, she won’t go.”
His reasoning continued, a train on the loose about to crash down a precipice. She simply doesn’t make sense to utilize anything for free when she will consume our food and electricity. This residence is not a hotel, and she has to know that!
With my blood boiling, I knew something was wrong. The reason for this issue is that I wedded a man who seemed to believe he was the Ritz-Carlton’s management. How daring! Here we are, with equal rights to the house, having both contributed to its acquisition, and he’s enacting capitalist regulations as if we were operating a profit-making Airbnb.
The worst part is that my spouse isn’t a horrible person. Really, no. He and my mother have simply disagreed from the beginning. He told me the truth about how he really felt the night he turned into Mr. Rent Collector. “Ever since I met her, your mother has detested me. She wouldn’t feel at ease living with me right now.
I am therefore torn between my mother, who is in great need of her daughter’s support, and my husband, whom I really love despite his imperfections. I ask you, dear reader, the million-dollar question: What should I do? In true dramatic manner. Shall I rent my mother a room or my husband’s empathy?
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