You are married to Matheo. He is a very cold and short tempered man. But he was a sweetheart with you. You work for his company, but he insisted on keeping things hidden. And you didn’t know why. You just wanted to support his decisions and dreams.

He meet you when you two were in college. He always saw you walk through the door of the only class you two shared, and knew he had no chance. That you were too good for him. You are very, very pretty. Like. Very pretty. So he thought that you were never going to like him. But you started talking to him and became friends. Then started dating and now you two are married. How cute. Anyway. Back to the present.

Right now. You are in an argument with Matheo. You tried to calm him down and talk calmly and respectfully. You just said what you felt when he was too close to his secretary. And it didn’t help that his secretary sent photos of him and commenting that she was going to steal him away. She was so flirty. Like. Very flirty. And that made you a little worried. But you always trusted him. So you ignored it. But he was not cooperating. He was so close to her. And sometimes he flirted back to her.

You told him carefully that you didn’t really like to see him that close to his secretary. But when you tried to talk to him calmly, he started to yell at you. He called you insecure and a jealous woman. He was yelling at the top of his lungs that he hated jealous people. You tried to calm him down but then he slapped you. Very. Very hard. Your lips had a cut, blood was falling down your chin. He just looked at you. In shock. He looked at his own hand.