As one of Hollywood’s hottest young stars of the 1990s, Jennifer Love Hewitt was poised to become a celebrated actor with respectable adult performances for decades to come.
But in 2015, the star of the hit TV show Ghost Whisperer, the “it girl” who tabloids loved, ghosted Hollywood, leaving fans speculating on the reason behind her disappearance.
It is not an exaggeration to say that Jennifer Love Hewitt was one of the biggest teen stars of the nineties. I mean, who didn’t fall for Jennifer Love’s Hewitt?
According to me, she possessed the most captivating smile, and there was something truly heartwarming and genuine about her presence.
After appearing in several TV commercials, Hewitt, now 44, had her big break when she was only 10 with the Disney Channel’s Kids Incorporated (1989 to 1991).
The show, about young people who perform in a rock band, served as a launching pad for many celebrities, like Fergie of the Grammy-winning band Black Eyed Peas, Mario Lopez, of Saved by the Bell and Access Hollywood, And Eric Balfour who had starring roles in 24 and Haven.
Of course, also Hewitt, who was later cast as a regular on the popular TV drama Party of Five, where she starred with an ensemble cast of Scott Wolf, Matthew Fox, Neve Campbell, and Lacy Chabert.
When Party of Five ended after six seasons in 1999, Hewitt then went on to star in touchstone films of the 1990s like the teen horror franchise I Know What You Did Last Summer (1997 and 1998) and the teen drama Can’t Hardly Wait (1998).
In 2001, Hewitt starred as the daughter of Sigourney Weaver’s character in the film Heartbreakers, an appearance that Roger Ebert critiqued in his review as Hewitt spending “the entire film with her treasures on display, maybe as product placement for the Wonderbra.”
Hewitt, who’s had a turbulent relationship with the media since she started filling out as a woman, said in a 2018 interview with LA Times, “It wasn’t actually until later, in the time when I took the step back, that I went “ugh.” It’s the worst–that’s not what I want to be remembered for.” She continued, “I don’t want my kid to Google me one day and see ‘She looks terrible’ or ‘She has big boobs and she’s hot.’ I don’t want that to be who I am.”
In 2002, she co-starred with Jackie Chan in the spy parody Tuxedo, where she was mostly covered up, oftentimes wearing the superpower-holding tuxedo.
Returning to TV in 2005, she played Melinda Gordon, a woman who communicates with the dead, in Ghost Whisperer.
Though the show failed to earn the respect of critics, it still had a loyal following. Hewitt said she was crushed when Ghost Whisperer was abruptly canceled in 2010, leaving viewers hanging.
“For me, it was a total shock… I thought our next season probably would be the last, just because the show had been on for a really long time,” she said. “It’s hard to come up with new things that will keep people intrigued, but I never thought in a million years that was going to have been our last season.”
In 2012, Hewitt earned her first Golden Globe nomination for her starring role in the Client List, where she plays a single mother, who makes a living as an erotic masseuse to support her children.
While filming Client List, Hewitt, also a singer, met her first and only husband, Brian Hallisay, who in the show plays the deadbeat dad to her on-screen children.
In real life, Hallisay is a great husband and father of three. The two married in 2013 and had their first daughter, Autumn, days after they wed. The pair then had Atticus in 2015, and Aiden in 2021.
Having worked tirelessly since she was a child, Hewitt slipped away from the spotlight in 2015, explaining that she needed time to be a wife and mother.
“There was a lot going on in my own life that just felt like I needed some space and some time to kind of be. I’ve really enjoyed the break, and I feel like now, the last few months, having gone back into acting, it’s really done a beautiful thing for me in that it’s made everything that I do in my acting/entertainment life not less important but less like, ‘It’s everything all the time,’ like it used to be.”
In her time away, Hewitt was also trying to heal from the death of her mother, who was 67 when she died of cancer in 2012, a loss she says still “feels very raw.”
During this challenging period in her life, Jennifer made the decision to leave Twitter as well. For some reason, she faced a great deal of hate on the platform.
Being pregnant, she couldn’t handle all the negativity and hostility, so she chose to step away from Twitter, which caused quite a stir.
”Unfortunately with all the negativity people choose to send on twitter as well as threats to their own well being I’m sad to say Twitter is no longer for me,” Jennifer wrote in 2013.
Since starting her career in 1989, Jennifer Love Hewitt has embarked on an incredible transformation journey, both physically and emotionally.
Unfortunately, she has also experienced the downsides of Hollywood, celebrity status, and objectification by tabloids. Some online media outlets went too far and made some really derogatory and harsh comments when bikini photos of Jennifer were leaked, highlighting her weight gain. Some of these outlets commented on her bikini pictures, saying things like “I know what you ate last summer.”
Jennifer could handle the tough comments, but she worried about how the pictures and headlines were impacting other girls struggling with their body image.
In a powerful response, she directed a message to all the ”girls with butts, boobs, hips and a waist” and instructed them to “put on a bikini, put it on, and stay strong”.
The Ghost Whisperer star encouraged them to proudly wear a bikini, stay strong, and embrace themselves as they are. Jennifer has gone through several weight journeys, sought the help of personal trainers, and strives to live a healthy lifestyle.
Today, she “never looks at the scale” and she doesn’t count calories. The 90’s star looks healthier than ever and remains active on social media and regularly shares updates about herself on her Instagram and Facebook accounts.
In 2020, following a three-year hiatus, Hewitt returned to work with “renewed energy and vigor,” appearing in the TV series 9-1-1, that follows the lives of first responders.
Starring as Maddie Buckley, a former nurse turned 911 operator, the show–now in its eighth season–gave Hewitt a platform to develop her profile, from one where she was earlier typecast as a symbol, to a mature, seasoned actor.
“I also feel like I have new things to pull from as an actress that I didn’t have before. I think it’s so odd as actors that we, especially kid actors, which I was, we’re expected to pull from all these life experiences that so many of us haven’t had,” Hewitt told the LA Times. “I feel like I acted for a lot of years from my heart, but not really, truly understanding some of the things that I understand now.”
It’s hard to believe that it’s been almost 25 years since we fell in love with Jennifer Love Hewitt’s infectious smile on Party of Five!
As the mother of three, it’s great she’s found the balance between work and family life, and we look forward to seeing her in even more mature roles in the future!
I Was About to Propose to My Girlfriend on Valentine’s Day When I Accidentally Discovered Her Shocking Secret in Her Google History
For seven years, Jill and I built a life filled with love, trust, and plans for the future. But just days before I proposed, a single glance at her Google search history revealed a secret so shocking it changed everything I thought I knew about the woman I was ready to marry.
Jill and I have been together for seven years. Seven good years. She’s my best friend, my partner, my everything.
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She’s the kind of person who lights up a room without trying. She has this easy laugh, the kind that makes people feel at home. She remembers the little things like how I take my coffee, my favorite songs, the way I get grumpy when I’m hungry.
I love her for all of it. We fit perfectly.
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We love the same music. We travel together, never getting tired of each other’s company. My family loves her like their own, and her family has always welcomed me in. I’ve never doubted her. Not once. That’s why I was going to propose.
I had everything planned. Valentine’s Day. A quiet cabin getaway. Just the two of us. A warm fire, a bottle of wine, and the perfect moment.
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The ring? A simple solitaire, classic and elegant, just like Jill.
I’d pictured it a hundred times. I’d get down on one knee, say something heartfelt, and she’d smile—maybe cry a little—before saying yes. At least, that’s how I thought it would go.
Then, suddenly, things started to change.
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At first, I told myself I was imagining it. Jill was still there, still saying “I love you,” still kissing me goodbye in the mornings. But something was… different.
The warmth in her voice? It wasn’t the same. The way she looked at me? It felt distant, like she was somewhere else. Little things started adding up.
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She’d come home and go straight to the bedroom without our usual chat about the day. Her texts got shorter. When I tried to cuddle with her at night, she’d shift away, just slightly, but enough for me to notice.
One night, I found her sitting on the couch, staring at her phone. She didn’t even look up when I walked in.
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“What’re you looking at?” I asked, sitting next to her.
She jumped, locking the screen. “Nothing.”
I frowned. “You okay?”
“Yeah. Just tired.”
That was her answer for everything.
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A week later, I tried again. We were in bed, lights off, just the hum of the night around us.
“Jill,” I whispered.
“Hmm?”
I hesitated. “Are we okay?”
She turned her head toward me. Even in the dark, I could feel the weight of her stare. “What do you mean?”
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“You’ve been… different.” I sighed. “Distant. You’d tell me if something was wrong, right?”
She was quiet for too long. Then, finally, she reached for my hand.
“I love you,” she said softly.
But it felt… empty.
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Days passed, and the feeling didn’t go away. She got irritated easily. When I asked if she wanted to grab dinner, she said she wasn’t hungry. When I made a joke, she barely reacted.
One night, she came home late. She looked exhausted.
“Tough day?” I asked.
She rubbed her face. “Yeah.”
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I waited for her to say more. She didn’t. Something was wrong, and I was going to find out what.
That night, I wasn’t looking for anything. I was just on my laptop, checking something quickly before heading to bed. Jill had used it earlier, but that wasn’t unusual.
I clicked on my browser history out of habit. That’s when I saw the questions, search after search.
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“How to tell someone I have a child who I hid for years?”
“How to say it without losing them?”
My stomach twisted. I read the words over and over, my mind struggling to catch up.
A child? A lie? I felt a chill crawl up my spine.
Jill didn’t have a child. We’d been together for seven years. She would have told me. Right? My pulse pounded in my ears.
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I scrolled further. There were more searches. Some were variations of the same question. Some were even worse.
“Will he hate me if he finds out?”
“Can a relationship survive a huge lie?”
My hands started shaking. I sat back in my chair, trying to breathe. My chest felt tight, like the air had been sucked from the room.
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I wanted to believe it was a mistake. Maybe she was looking this up for a friend. Maybe it wasn’t what it seemed. But deep down, I knew it was real, and it was about me.
I should’ve waited. I should’ve taken time to think, to process. But I couldn’t. I needed answers. Now.
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Jill was in the bedroom, sitting cross-legged on the bed, scrolling through her phone. The glow from the screen reflected in her eyes, making her look almost peaceful. She didn’t notice me at first.
When she finally looked up, she gave me a soft smile. Forced.
“You okay?” she asked.
I didn’t answer. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like my ribs would crack.
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Jill frowned and set her phone aside. “Babe?”
I sat down on the edge of the bed, my hands clenched into fists. My stomach was in knots, my mind racing. I had thought about waiting—about giving myself time to process before confronting her—but I couldn’t. Not with something like this.
I took a deep breath, but it didn’t help. My throat still felt tight, like I was being strangled from the inside.
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“I saw your search history.”
Jill’s face went pale. She didn’t move. Didn’t blink. The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating.
I swallowed hard. “Tell me the truth.” My voice was quieter than I expected. “What child? What lie?”
Her lips parted like she wanted to speak, but no words came out. I waited.
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The tension in the room grew heavier with every second that passed. Then, suddenly, Jill dropped her head into her hands. Her shoulders started shaking.
A choked sob escaped her.
“Jill,” I whispered. “Please.”
She wiped at her face, her breathing ragged. When she finally looked at me, her eyes were red and glassy.
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“I’ve wanted to tell you for so long,” she whispered. “But I was scared.”
My whole body felt stiff, like I was frozen in place. “Tell me now.”
Jill squeezed her hands together, her fingers trembling. Her chest rose and fell unevenly. She wasn’t just upset—she was terrified.
She took a deep, shaky breath and let the words fall from her lips.
“I have a child.” The world seemed to stop.
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I stared at her, my brain refusing to process what I had just heard. “You… what?”
Her voice was barely audible. “I had her when I was fourteen.”
I couldn’t speak. Jill sniffled, rubbing her hands over her face. “My parents… they raised her as their own.” Her breath hitched. “They told everyone she was their daughter. Even she doesn’t know the truth.”
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The room tilted. I felt like I was sinking into the mattress, unable to move, unable to think.
I forced my mouth to work. “So… your little sister…”
Jill nodded, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. “She’s not my sister,” she said. “She’s my daughter.”
The air left my lungs. I couldn’t breathe. Everything I knew—everything I believed about Jill, about our life together—shifted beneath me.
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Jill’s sister. The girl I had spent holidays with. The one I had joked around with. The one I had watched grow up over the years.
She wasn’t her sister. She was her child.
I felt dizzy. My hands were clammy, my chest tight.
“You’ve lied to me…” My voice cracked. “For seven years?”
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Jill let out a shaky breath. “I didn’t know how to tell you.” She sniffled. “At first, I thought it didn’t matter. We were young. It wasn’t something I wanted to bring up. But then… time passed. And the longer I waited, the harder it got.”
I clenched my jaw. “You should have told me.”
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“I know.” She looked down at her lap, ashamed. “I thought… maybe I’d never have to.”
I let out a hollow laugh. It wasn’t funny, but I didn’t know what else to do. “And what? Just keep pretending she’s your sister forever?”
She wiped at her face, her hands shaking. “I don’t know. I was scared.”
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I ran a hand through my hair, my mind spinning. “Did your parents force you to lie?” My voice was rough, uneven.
Jill exhaled shakily. “Not force. But they made it clear it was the best thing for everyone. They thought it would ruin my life if people knew the truth. So they… took over. And I let them.”
I stared at her, my emotions warring inside me.
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“I wanted to tell you,” she whispered. “So many times. But every time I tried, I just—” She shook her head. “I was terrified you’d leave.”
I let out a slow breath. “You should have trusted me.”
Tears streamed down her face. “I know.”
I wanted to be angry, but mostly, I just felt… lost.
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Jill sniffled. “Please. Say something.”
I shook my head. “I don’t know what to say.”
She reached for my hand, gripping it tightly. “I love you. That hasn’t changed.”
I looked at Jill—broken, vulnerable, terrified. But she was still my Jill. The woman I loved. The woman I still wanted forever with.
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So I reached into my pocket, pulled out the ring, and whispered, “Marry me.”
Through her tears, she gasped. “Yes!”
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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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