Patricia Pardo and Christian Gálvez is two of the names he left among us this summer to strike his final blows. On July 29, the couple surprised themselves and strangers with a beautiful message posted on social networks. they are expecting their first child together -The Galician journalist has two daughters, Aurora and Sofia, from her marriage to Fran Márquez- and she also explained: They got married secretly a year ago..
“This is what the sky of Madrid looked like on our wedding day. Life couldn’t have given us a better anniversary gift than placing another star in our Star Field. We couldn’t be more in love and happy while we’re expecting our baby. With this precious news, our families’ unity and our strength as a couple have been multiplied. Respect for our willingness to live it sincerely.” Thank you to everyone who hears, celebrates our love, and conveys joy and good feelings. I am eternally grateful to life for filling it up. They shared the article “LIGHTWEIGHT WAY that unites us one day” on their Instagram account, with a photo carousel, one of which stands out by holding Patricia’s belly with a big smile.
Announcing two shocking news that the loving couple is enjoying quiet, family vacations away from the spotlight from their new home on the Ría de Betanzos in A Coruña. However, after a month in her hometown, she started charging her batteries both personally – due to her pregnancy – and professionally before a busy season. Struggle to replace Ana Rosa Quintana on Telecinco mornings– Patricia returned to work this Monday.
The brithday surprise
It happened when you least expected it. Patricia Pardo turns 40, she didn’t want congratulations as they dived to say goodbye to María Teresa Campos, but she got two surprises. The first is the bond with his best friend from Galicia, and the second is with a large bouquet of flowers. The host knew who had sent them just by looking at them…
When everything seemed finished, Patricia bought a piece of her favorite chocolate cheesecake and a bouquet of flowers. The host didn’t need to read the sender’s card, she would count the flowers and say, “These are from Chris. I’m dying of shame.”