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If I have sex it’s because I love them.” Constantine said that Pattison’s confessions “breaks [her] heart”, and claimed that she has no regrets of her own reality TV career.
Earlier today, Pattison’s fellow reality TV star Spencer Matthews sensationally quit the I’m A Celebrity jungle after just three days on “medical grounds”.
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