Evidence of Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck splitting up comes to light

Jennifer Lopez and Ben Affleck married in a whirlwind Las Vegas ceremony in 2022. Recently, rumors have surfaced suggesting the couple might be splitting up.

Reports indicate that Ben Affleck has been staying at a separate home in Brentwood, Los Angeles, away from Jennifer Lopez. Paparazzi have spotted him leaving this home, suggesting he has been spending nights there. InTouch reported that Affleck moved out of their Beverly Hills marital home, although this hasn’t been confirmed.

Despite these reports, both Lopez and Affleck have been seen wearing their wedding rings. Affleck was notably absent from Lopez’s side at the Met Gala, citing filming commitments for “The Accountant 2.” However, he was spotted at Tom Brady’s roast in L.A. the night before the Met Gala. Lopez was seen house hunting with her producing partner, sparking speculation about her living arrangements.

The couple hasn’t been photographed together since March in New York City, and there’s been no official statement from either Lopez or Affleck on the matter.

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