Chapter 163 - Nothing Left Of Me

It would have been better if Persphone had not seen the last video. But when she had seen so much, what harm could the last one cause? 

This was what Persephone had thought too. 

However now, if she could take back her words, she would certainly take them back. 

The video opened with Persephone's laughing and tanned face. It looked like she was sitting on the beach, recording the video. Her face was shown only because she was turning the camera to the other person. 

On the beach mat, a huge tan man was eating the desserts that looked delicious even on the camera. 

"What are you doing?" He asked her, immediately. Colour drained from his face, seeing the phone in her hand. 

He leaned to snatch the phone from her hand but she simply dogged his action and laughed at him. 

In an amused voice, Persephone in the video said, "Capturing a certain villain savouring sweets." 

This time Santiago didn't try to snatch the phone from him, instead gave him a you-are-ridiculous look. 

In the end, he instead started eating more and more. 

Not bearing him to see destroying his sexy abs just like that, Persephone said, "Stop eating sweets. You are making your abs cry! Such torture!"

Santiago gave her a wicked look before wiping his lips and murmuring, "Sure, Red. Sweets can't be sweeter than you."

Therefore, the video ended with Santiago snatching the phone with one hand and her hand with another. 

A feminine giggle could also be heard. 

…. 

Persephone couldn't bear it anymore. She was panting even without running. Although she had not run, why did it feel like she had run a mile? 

She couldn't handle these feelings. She felt like crying, laughing, shouting, pulling her hair and what not! 

Throwing the laptop on the sofa, Persephone carefully stood up. Standing in front of the mirror, she eyed her sapphire necklace, dangling on neck while sparkling under the light. 

"It must be given by you," She sneered in the softest of words. 

The next thing, the necklace was yanked off her neck and thrown on the floor. In the process, there was a red mark on her neck as evidence of a struggle between her delicate neck and the metal. 

After throwing the necklace, she started laughing hysterically while staring at her reflection in the mirror. 

"Who the hell am I?" She asked herself. 

Seeing that the reflection in the mirror had no idea of replying, she let out that scary hysterical laugh once again. 

"Who on earth am I?"

"A plaything?"

"A doormat?"

"A means to an end?"

"Or just a pawn?"

She was asking questions after questions to her own reflection in the mirror but there was no reply. She didn't know what to feel, what to say or what to do right now! She felt so defeated, so unpurposeful and so… 

Not knowing what to do with her overwhelming emotions, she started throwing and breaking things in anger, shouting and cursing at no one. Her hand got hurt in the process but she was in no mood to stop. She couldn't even stop. She felt that if she stopped right now, she would lose her mind. 

She was going mad. No, she had gone mad. 

There was no saving her. 

From the next door, when Emmanuel and Romeo heard the noise of breaking of things accompanied by a woman's shrieks, for a minute they were startled. They didn't know how to reply. 

But when Persephone shouted again, they ran out of their room to check out the situation. 

"Miss Persephone?!" Emmanuel was banging on her door. The door was locked from inside and Persephone was in no state of mind to hear them. 

"Did you find the keys?" Emmanuel shouted at Romeo who was going through the cabinets and drawers. At this time, even the spare keys were unfound. 

As the noise of watering objects didn't diminish and the keys were yet to be found, both Emmanuel and Romeo found themselves helpless and desperate in this matter. Many wild and dreadful speculations were running in their minds but what could they do apart from this? 

Break the door? 

What if they hurt Persephone in the process? 

If Something were to happen to her, Santiago would bury them alive. He had arranged a few hidden bodyguards for her. Whenever she went outside which was very rare since she got married to Santiago, they would secretly follow her. But since they failed to protect her today, there was no doubt that they wouldn't be punished. 

Santiago! 

Yes, they should call him. 

"Emmanuel, call Mr V immediately. Tell him it's an emergency," Romeo shouted. 

They were told by Santiago to inform him if something happened at home. 

Persephone shouting and breaking things was still an emergency. She was not responding to them and neither was she stopping her breaking and shouting spree. There had to be some reason behind her behaviour. 

"I found the keys," Romeo yelled at the top of his lungs. He came running towards Emmanuel and immediately unlocked the door. 

Emmanuel, whose call had yet to connect hung up the call and ran towards Persephone, unable to call him. 

In the end, he just sent seven words in total. 

Come home now. It's an emergency. 

However, only Santiago knew the effect of these seven words. 

When Romeo opened the door to the room, the scene that welcomed them was shocking. The whole room was a mess. Expensive vases, paintings, mirrors, and almost everything was thrown on the floor. Some that could break while smashing against the floor were scattered in tiny pieces and those that couldn't be broke like pillows, covers etc were lying on the floor. 

Persephone was about to throw the mattress on the floor when Romeo and Emmanuel caught her hand. 

"Percy!"

"Calm down!"

Instead of calming down, she started laughing madly while pulling her hair. 

Both boys didn't know what was wrong with her but her current vulnerable and dishevelled profile was very pitiful to look at. 

They didn't ask her what happened to her. Instead, started patting her back asking her to calm down.

Just as Emmanuel said, "Everything will be fine. You will be fine. You are strong." 

Persephone broke down, falling on the floor, she hugged her knees and started crying. She broke into those ugly heart piercing sobs. 

Romeo and Emmanuel didn't know why but they found their eyes tearing up with her. However, instead of asking her to stop and consoling her, they let her cry. It was better than shouting and laughing and shattering things. 

Another half an hour passed but Persephone was not stopping crying. The boys were in a mess. They didn't know what to do except for just standing there and doing nothing. 

As if on cue, the front door opened with a thud and someone's quick footsteps were heard. 

When Santiago reached his room, his footsteps stopped as his gaze fell on the messy room. He didn't know what to say or do. His anxious and frightened eyes fell on a crying figure and he felt his heart stopping beating. This scene was so painful that he felt himself unable to breathe. 

He couldn't control himself from falling numb. 

However, he still ran towards her, pulled her in his arms and hugged her tightly. She was shaking badly in his arms. Her sobs were heart-wrenching. She was so thin, so fragile and so cold in his arms. 

"Red, what happened?" His hoarse voice asked in utter desperation. 

Persephone slowly stopped crying. Jerking his arms off her body, she said up, taking a few steps back, she looked at him with eyes of loath and disgust. 

Santiago too stood up , his eyes yet not leaving hers. 

"Red--" Before he could say another word, her hand lifted up and a crisp slap sounded on his cheek. 

"Are you happy now?" She sneered at him with those swollen red eyes. Her voice was hoarse from all the crying, but it still didn't diminish the intensity of loathe it carried for him. 

Santiago looked at him in confusion. He didn't know what she was saying. He was happy that she wasn't crying anymore and so he didn't feel bad that she was looking at him with those hateful eyes. 

His heart had given up when he read that message sent on his number. He had left his work in the middle and ran back home. Only he knew what kind of speculations that had been forming in his heart on its own. 

"What are you saying?" Santiago asked her with knitted brows. 

Persephone stared at him with dead eyes. And next moment, she broke into a fit of mirthless laughter. "Are you happy now? You finally destroyed me, my existence, my will to live and dream. Nothing is left of me. Look at me, I'm just ashes. Isn't that what you always wanted? You won, Villain. You won. There is nothing left of me." 

Villain…