Tom Cruise and his third wife, actress Katie Holmes, with whom he shares daughter Suri, divorced some 15 years ago.
Before Holmes, The Top Gun star was married two times. He and Academy award-winning actress Nicole Kidman, whose marriage lasted for a decade, adopted son Connor Cruise, 25, and daughter Isabella “Bella” Cruise, 27, when the two were just months old.
However, after his split with Holmes, the public hasn’t really known much about Cruise’s private life and whether he had been romantically involved with someone or not.
Being a celebrity of his kind, it doesn’t come as a surprise that the media is interested in Cruise’s love life. Recently, his name was mentioned along that of pop star Shakira, who has recently split from her boyfriend of 11 years, football star Gerard Piqué, with whom she has two sons. Except for Shakira, the media speculated of Cruise’s alleged close relationship with Mission: Impossible co-star Hayley Atwell, but the rumors seem to be just that, rumors.
He, however, is apparently dating someone new. His fans could spot him with the 36-year-old ex-wife of a Russia oligarch.
The Daily Mail claim reports that the Hollywood star was recently sighted at a party in Mayfair, London with 36-year-old Elsina Khayrova, daughter to a Russian MP. Khayrova who was previously married to Dmitry Tsvetkov.
“They were inseparable, clearly a couple,” a guest who attended the party told Daily Mail. “He seemed to be besotted with her.”
Cruise and Khayrova’s appearance at the event sparked excitement at the rest of the attendees.
“Eventually, the DJ had to make and announcement in Russian that Mr Cruise didn’t want any photos.
Khayrova divorced her tycoon husband earlier this year. She’s a former model who holds a British citizenship.
She became known to the public after her name hit the headlines in 2022 when she appeared in court and was being ordered to pay a hefty fee to the tune of £117,000 ($149,500) to a company who had installed fountains in one of her and her ex-spouse’s homes.
We are yet to see if the two are in indeed in a relationship.
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My Family Left Grandpa at the Hotel to Avoid Paying — They Didn’t Realize I Was the Wrong Grandson to Mess With
As the front doors slid open and my feet touched the tile, I spotted him—my grandfather—standing behind the counter.
His shoulders drooped, and his hands trembled slightly as he held a thick sheet of paper.
Just two months before, he had retired at 74, after spending 52 years working as a machinist. He’d never missed a day unless he was genuinely sick—and even then, he still called in to check on things.
Grandpa was the quiet, dependable type. Every birthday, he’d show up with a card and some money inside. He never missed one. Always giving. Never asking for anything in return.
So when my aunt, his daughter, suggested we do something meaningful for his birthday, my cousin Ashley jumped at the chance. Everyone agreed. The plan? A weeklong, all-inclusive beach resort trip. Ashley handled all the arrangements—booked five rooms, even reserved a suite with a private balcony just for Grandpa.
He was told not to worry about the cost.
So he packed his one suitcase, brought along his old fishing hat, and wore sandals for the first time in a decade. Off they went.
I couldn’t join until the final day—work obligations kept me in the city—but I booked a one-way ticket to help Grandpa get home. He hated airports. Said they made him feel disoriented.
When I arrived, the sun was out, and palm trees swayed in the breeze.
I walked into the hotel smiling.
That smile disappeared fast.
Grandpa stood alone. His suitcase was packed. The bill was in his hands. Everyone else was gone.
“They said everything was paid for,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
He nodded. “That’s what I believed too. But this morning, they all got ready, said checkout was noon, and left for the airport.”
“I didn’t want to cause any trouble,” he added. “What matters is… they had a good time.”
I looked at him, then down at that bill. My fists clenched.
“I’ll be right back,” I said.
I stepped outside and pulled out my phone. I called Ashley. She answered on the second ring.
My voice was calm but cold. “Why did you leave Grandpa with a $12,000 bill?”
She hesitated, then laughed.
“We figured he could cover it,” she said casually. “He’s retired. Doesn’t support the family anymore. It was like… a thank-you trip. From him to us.”
“You figured?” I said, my voice tightening. “You figured it was fine to stick a seventy-four-year-old man with a $12,000 bill without asking?”
I stared at the road in front of the hotel, phone clenched in my hand, while laughter drifted over from the pool.
“Let me be clear,” I said flatly. “He’s not the one who looks foolish. You are.”
Inside, I could still hear Grandpa trying to explain things at the front desk, still apologizing for something he didn’t cause.
I went back in and paid the entire bill myself. The manager printed the receipt, and I asked for a detailed breakdown by room. She promised to email it within the hour.
That night, I called an old college friend who’s now a lawyer. Sharp, meticulous.
By morning, we had:
A full itemized invoice, with each relative’s charges clearly outlined.
Security footage from the lobby shows them checking out, no goodbyes, no hesitation.
Written confirmation from staff that Grandpa had been left behind and told he was responsible for the charges.
We drafted formal letters:
“You are responsible for the charges listed below. Payment is expected within 14 days. If not received, I will pursue reimbursement in small claims court for fraud, financial abuse of a senior, and abandonment.”
Each envelope contained the invoice with their charges highlighted in yellow.
Three days later, Ashley paid in full. No apology. Just a bank transfer with a sour-faced emoji in the memo. Her brother followed, then my aunt. One by one, the money came back.
In two weeks, all $12,000 had been reimbursed—except for Grandpa’s part.
I told the lawyer to leave that untouched.
Thanksgiving passed in silence. No calls. No invites.
Grandpa didn’t seem surprised.
But he’s different now—lighter, happier. He laughs more freely. In a strange way, that awful trip gave him something priceless: closure. A clean slate. A brand-new chapter.
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