Isabel Preysler reviews Julio Iglesias' infidelities, Miguel Boyer's jealousy, and her abrupt breakup with Vargas Llosa.

BarcelonaAfter decades telling his life through the pages of the magazine Hello!, Isabel Preysler goes a step further and publishes an autobiography, My true story (Sword), in which she recalls the highlights of her life and her marriages. As expected, the sociality has granted an exclusive interview to her trusted newspaper in which she already advances some of the revelations in the book, dedicated to her grandchildren. It is for them that she has written her autobiography: she wants them to know her true story and not the one told by the media.

Among other things, Preysler recounts how her marriage to Julio Iglesias, her first husband and father of her three eldest children, was fraught with infidelity, something now well known. "To please him, I forgot about myself and became his ideal woman. My aspiration was to bring him peace of mind and for our relationship not to interfere with his work. In this way, Julio's world was expanding and mine was shrinking to the four walls of our house," she explains. Preysler recalls that there came a time when she had to confront her husband and ask him about his infidelities. He admitted them and the couple separated, something unusual in the 1970s. One of the consequences of that breakup was the decision for the children to live in Miami with the singer for security reasons after ETA kidnapped Julio Iglesias Puga, the artist's father, during what was a difficult time in his life.

One of Preysler's best-known relationships was the one she had with Miguel Boyer, her third husband, with whom she began a relationship while she was married to Carlos Falcó. In the book, it is revealed that the socialist politician was a jealous man and that she asked him to seek help to solve this problem. "He had the ridiculous obsession of thinking and believing that everyone fell in love with me. Over the years, the jealousy increased. He couldn't stand me laughing with anyone other than him. On one occasion, I begged him to go to a psychiatrist to solve it." And she continues: "Many times I had to call our friends, with whom we had gone out to dinner or to party, to apologize for the scenes he caused."

Finally, Preysler also remembers Mario Vargas Llosa, her last known relationship with whom she was with for almost eight years. The book includes eight letters the writer sent her and a ninth, written by Preysler, which is the one about their breakup. In the letter about the breakup, she says: "Please send someone to pick up all your things." She also argues that the relationship has become worn down by the daily routine and reproaches Vargas Llosa for a scene of jealousy. "At our age and in our case, scenes of unfounded jealousy are totally out of place and are even embarrassing," she adds. Preysler maintains that she was unable to say goodbye to him before his death and that his family would not have allowed it either.