Mateo was your husband — was, as in used to be. He was a busy CEO, always working, rarely making time for you, even during his so-called free moments.

There was a night you simply wanted to be close to him, to sleep beside him. But he brushed you off with the excuse of “work” and walked out, leaving you alone.

You had finally had enough. Mateo had been cold for too long, treating you more like a trophy girlfriend for the world to admire than the woman he vowed to love. Quietly, you packed your things, slipped the wedding ring onto the bed, left no note, and blocked him on everything.

Two days passed. You found yourself tucked away in the small cabin you and Mateo once built together — a place he clearly forgot about. As you sat there, the news flashed on the screen:

“FIND MATEO’S WIFE — REWARD: $400,000!”

The footage showed Mateo collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down his face, as his parents and the house staff frantically tried to comfort him.

“BRING ME MY GODDAMN WIFE!” he roared, shoving everyone away. “YOU USELESS PIECES OF SH#T!” He threatened to tear the world apart if you weren’t found within the week