People online have mixed opinions about Prince William’s new stubble. His facial hair now looks a lot like the beard that he used to criticize his younger brother for having.
On September 10, Prince William visited South Wales and showed off his new rugged look. Many people on social media noticed that his stubble is very similar to the beard his brother often wears.
Photos of Prince William online show him with a bright smile and expressive face as he visited various places in Llanelli
During his visit, Prince William also stopped by Swiss Valley Community Primary School. He met with former and current members of the Wales female international rugby team, who have qualified for the 2025 World Cup.
After seeing pictures of Prince William with his stubble, people started sharing their opinions online. One Instagram user commented, “Not a good look on him.”
Another user expressed a similar opinion but also praised his character, saying, “Sorry William, I don’t like the stubble But you’re kind, thoughtful, caring, and a lovely family man, so who cares what I think \.”
Expressing concern for the prince, someone else wrote, “William has lost weight and seems to have aged. He needs to rest and take care of himself. With all the pressure from Harry, his father, and his wife, he’s carrying a lot on his shoulders!!”
In contrast to the criticism Prince William received about his stubble, some fans were enthusiastic. One admirer swooned, “Looks good on him,” while another exclaimed, “Love the beard!!!!” A third fan gushed, “Even more handsome with his beard.”
Referring to Prince Harry, one social media user noted, “[They] told William not [to] grow his beard, so now he’s copying Harry, even though [he] had a [fight] with [him] to [shave] it. William is always copying Harry.
Some of the details about his family were included to shed light on the characters and personalities in Prince Harry’s life. He recognized that even the information he chose to share might be hard for his family to forgive.
The Duke of Sussex also stated, “But the way I see it is, I’m willing to forgive you for everything you’ve done. I wish you had actually sat down with me properly instead of just saying I’m delusional and paranoid.”
He also stressed the importance of having an honest discussion, saying, “Actually sit down and have a proper conversation about this. What I really want is some accountability and an apology to my wife.”
I Found My Husband Embracing Our New Neighbor and Was Shocked by the Resemblance of Her Son
My husband had been visiting our beautiful new neighbor quite often, helping with heavy boxes or fixing a lightbulb. One day, I couldn’t take it anymore and went over with some cookies, pretending to be a friendly neighbor. That’s when I saw a little boy… He was the spitting image of my husband!
I began noticing how often David helped our new neighbor, Lauren. At first, it seemed harmless—carrying boxes, fixing a broken door, simple things neighbors usually do. But as the days went by, his visits to her house became more frequent.
“Why do you keep going over there?” I asked him one night, my voice betrayed a hint of annoyance.
He shrugged, barely looking up from his phone.
“She just needs help with a few things. It’s no big deal, Sarah.”
“No big deal? You’ve been over there almost every day this week.”
David sighed, brushing me off with a wave of his hand.
“You’re overthinking this. She’s a single mom; she just needs some support. It’s nothing.”
He wouldn’t cheat on me, right? Not David. He’s just being kind, that’s all.
For a moment, I let it go, convincing myself that my husband couldn’t be doing anything wrong. But then came that afternoon, the one that changed everything.
I came home earlier than usual. As I walked up the driveway, I saw them.
David and Lauren were standing on her porch. They were close, too close. And then it happened. His arms wrapped around her like it was the most natural thing in the world.
What is he doing? Why is he holding her like that?
Suddenly, all those little doubts I had shoved aside came crashing down, louder than ever.
David, my David, was cheating.
The next morning, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to do something. Sitting there, watching David act like nothing was wrong, was driving me crazy.
I had to see Lauren myself. Maybe I was wrong, and there was some innocent explanation for all of this. But if there wasn’t, I needed to know.
I grabbed a box of cookies, hoping it would make me look friendly instead of nosy.
“Just a neighborly visit,” I told myself, walking across the street to Lauren’s house.
Lauren opened the door, looking surprised to see me.
“Oh, hi, Sarah!”
“Hi, Lauren,” I replied, holding up the cookies like a peace offering.
“I thought I’d bring these over. You know, just to say ‘welcome to the neighborhood.’”
“That’s so sweet of you. Come in.”
Lauren was still a bit shocked.
The house smelled faintly of fresh paint, and toys were scattered around the living room. As we made small talk, my eyes darted around, searching for any sign of David’s presence, anything that might confirm my worst fears. I could hardly focus on what Lauren was saying.
Suddenly, a small boy came running into the room, giggling. He couldn’t have been older than five. He had dark hair, the same shade as David’s, and those familiar brown eyes. My heart skipped a beat.
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“Max, say hi,” Lauren said, smiling at the boy.
Max waved shyly before running off to play. I stood there, frozen. That boy… he looked so much like David.
Could it be? Could Max be David’s son?
The resemblance was uncanny, and the thought that David might have a child with Lauren twisted my gut in ways I didn’t think were possible.
“Sarah, it’s Max’s birthday, and we’re having a little party. Nothing too big, just a few friends, cake, you know. Come with David. It will be fun!”
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