Months after his heartbreaking divorce from longtime wife Christine Baumgartner, it appears that Kevin Costner has maybe found love again.
According to rumors, the Yellowstone actor is dating singer Jewel; the two were recently photographed together at a tennis fundraiser for the Inspiring Children Foundation on Richard Branson’s Necker Island.
According to TMZ, the couple flew to the Caribbean together and spent almost a week in each other’s company. This, of course, follows the upheaval caused by Costner’s post-relationship legal fight with the aforementioned Baumgartner.
According to sources, Costner was taken aback by his wife’s choice to file for divorce in May of this year. From there, the tragic situation started to fall lower.
Christine filed for divorce in early May, alleging “irreconcilable differences.” They’d been married for 18 years.
“It is with great sadness that circumstances beyond Mr. Costner’s control have resulted in Mr. Costner having to participate in a dissolution of marriage action,” a spokeswoman for Costner said in a statement.
“We ask that his, Christine’s and their children’s privacy be respected as they navigate this difficult time.”
Baumgartner and Costner married in 2004. Cayden, 15, and Hayes, 14, are the couple’s boys, while Grace, 12, is their daughter.
Following Baumgartner’s lawsuit, she and Costner had a nasty dispute, with the former being kicked out of the family home – as per a prenuptial agreement – and the latter compelled to pay $63,209 per month in child support.
Despite the fact that Costner’s journey has clearly been a dark one, filled with grief, uncertainty, and a lot of stress he could have done without, it appears there is light at the end of the tunnel.
According to TMZ, Costner is in a relationship with US singer Jewel. As previously stated, the couple went to the Caribbean together, and one insider stated, “There was definitely something going on.” They were flirtatious, and when they were together, they both seemed to light up.”
Not only that, but Jewel made a social media note of Costner. “It’s an incredible time, and one I use to relax, rest, and play with my son!” she remarked of the tennis fundraiser hosted on Necker Island in the British Virgin Islands. This year, @kevincostnermodernwest was gracious enough to mentor our youngsters.”
According to TMZ, Costner and Jewel traveled back together. According to a source, Jewel is “picky,” and “she wants a good man, and Kevin fits the bill.”
MY HUSBAND LEFT ME AND OUR KIDS FOR HIS MISTRESS – I WAS FURIOUS AND TOOK MY REVENGE.
The bitterness tasted like ash in my mouth. How could he? How could he just walk away, leaving us like discarded toys? Mark, my husband of fifteen years, the man I’d built a life with, had traded us in for a shiny, new model. A twenty-year-old, no less. A coworker. I’d suspected something was off, the late nights, the secretive phone calls, but I’d pushed it aside, trusting him. Foolish me.
The day I caught them, at that cheap motel on the outskirts of town, was seared into my memory. The look on his face, a mixture of guilt and something disturbingly close to relief, still haunted my dreams. He didn’t even try to deny it, just mumbled some pathetic excuse about “finding himself.”
The divorce was a whirlwind of lawyers and paperwork, a cold, clinical process that stripped away the remnants of our life together. He’d agreed to everything, too quickly, too easily. I was left with a pittance, barely enough to cover a few months’ rent.
Then came the real insult. He’d put our marital home, the house where we’d raised our kids, the house filled with memories, up for sale. And he’d listed it for an absurdly inflated price, far exceeding the online valuation used during the financial order. The judge had signed off on it, seemingly oblivious to the glaring discrepancy.
I was left scrambling, barely able to make ends meet, while he was raking in a fortune. Seeing that listing online, the photos of our home, now staged and impersonal, was like a knife to the heart. It was a constant reminder of everything I’d lost.
But the final straw was when his new fiancée, the mistress, announced on social media that they were buying a “dream home” because they were expecting a baby. A baby! He was building a new life, a new family, while my kids were struggling, while I was drowning in debt. The injustice of it all was suffocating.
I was consumed by rage, a burning desire for revenge. I wanted him to feel the same pain, the same despair, that he’d inflicted on me. I wanted him to understand the consequences of his actions.
It wasn’t until I visited my former mother-in-law, a woman who had always been kind to me, that a plan began to form. She was as devastated by Mark’s actions as I was. We sat in her cozy kitchen, sipping tea, and she told me stories of Mark’s childhood, of his father’s own infidelity, a pattern repeating itself.
Then, she mentioned a small, overlooked detail. A safety deposit box, inherited from Mark’s father, containing… well, she wasn’t entirely sure. She’d always assumed it was just old documents.
The next day, I went to the bank. I’d remembered Mark mentioning the box once, years ago, but he’d dismissed it as unimportant. I presented myself as his legal representative, using a power of attorney document I’d obtained during the divorce proceedings, a document Mark had signed without reading thoroughly.
Inside the box, nestled amongst faded photographs and yellowed letters, was a stock certificate. A substantial amount of shares in a company that had recently skyrocketed in value. Mark, in his haste to leave, had completely forgotten about it.
I sold the shares.
The money, a significant sum, allowed me to pay off my debts, secure a comfortable apartment for myself and the kids, and even put a down payment on a small business.
I didn’t tell Mark. I didn’t gloat. I simply moved on, building a new life for myself and my children. The satisfaction wasn’t in the money, but in the knowledge that I had taken back control, that I had turned his betrayal into my liberation. And maybe, just maybe, he’d learn that some things, like family, are worth more than any fleeting infatuation.
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