Chapter 186 - Know You Better Than You

"How do you know I was looking for something?" Persephone smiled as she sipped on her drink. She shouldn't feel giddy hearing him say all those words? But hell, she was. 

Has anyone ever seen a person as complicated as her? The person who couldn't even hate someone she wanted to. Sometimes she wondered if she was a wicked witch in her last life and God sent a villain like Santiago Vitello just to torment her slowly. 

As much as she did not like him, she still felt sensitive to every word he says or every action he does. 

Slowly, Santiago turned his head to look at her as he responded. "I know you more than you think."

It wasn't wrong to say that Santiago knew Persephone more than she did. All her tiny gestures or actions weren't unnoticed by him. Even for the things she didn't know why she did, he knew all the time. It wasn't deliberately just a natural action to him. 

Persephone snorted at his audacity. "Do tell?"

The ex captor of hers claimed to know her more than she did? 

She wondered where he got the nerve to say this. 

The ever so proud and smug villain! 

One day she would find his weakness and torture the hell out of him. 

"I will when the time comes," He merely smiled at her. 

He knew Persephone was a proud and petty creature. If she hated someone, she would hate him until her last breath. And the source of her frustration was her inability to hate him. 

"What's my favourite color?" Persephone suddenly asked. 

If he so badly wanted to play this game, then why not just play with him?

Even she was curious to know where he got the guts to announce that he knew her better than her. 

Santiago, who was watching two toddlers play in the sand in front of him, answered with a smile tugging on his lips. "Blue and Red." 

"Ridiculous!"

It wasn't a surprise that she was a crazy fan of the colour blue. And it wasn't hard to guess that along with the colour blue, Red was her absolute favourite. It could be easily guessed from the clothes she owned. 

"What is it that I want to do but I can't do at all?" She asked him once again. Since the first one was relatively easy, she chose the toughest one this time. 

"Cooking," Santiago grinned and waved at those two toddlers who were grinning back at him. 

Persephone glared at the empty paper cup in her hand and munched on her chocolate pudding as she tossed the other question, "What is it I am best at doing?"

"Bluffing," Santiago said, holding back his laughter. 

He wasn't kidding. Persephone was the queen of bluffing and he had seen evidence to support his argument back at his island. She spinned a story and played the victim card, making him appear a supervillain in their eyes. 

Moreover, her talent of bluffing saved his life once. If it wasn't for her big words, they would have long been killed at the hands of Covrado the clown, the same idiot Persephone used to call Mr Avocado. 

"Santiago Vitello!!" She hit his chest in rage as she heard his reply. "How dare you say it to my face!"

"I'm not looking at you, Red," Santiago burst out laughing this time. His laugh was frank, natural and so damn beautiful. "I'm looking at two beautiful angels in front of me." 

Following his gaze, she saw two twins looking and laughing their way. "They are so cute," She coed and waved at them. "Why aren't we having twins?" 

Santiago was right when he said that this woman had the memory and concentration of a goldfish. One moment she was saying and doing one thing, and another moment she might not remember what she was even doing. 

However, this works for him. She was great with a memory of goldfish. 

Persephone happily waved at the twins and they waved back with grins. She felt upset for a moment that she wasn't having beautiful twin babies. 

"What are we having?" Santiago inquired. He didn't even know if they were having one baby or more. 

Many times, he thought about asking her how she was feeling, how the baby was in her belly, what she was craving, if she needed something or if she needed him but the next moment he would remember her crestfallen face and suppress all the yearnings inside his heart by giving the same excuse he didn't deserve any of them ever and ever. Now even his heart was rebelling against him. He wondered how long he would be able to hold on. 

Persephone didn't speak anything for a while but later she found herself telling him, "Valencia said we can't know the sex of the baby until the next ultrasound." She paused as she recalled how the baby looked in her ultrasound picture. "You won't believe me when I say that the baby bean inside my tummy is ugly as a bean." He saw Santiago glancing at him as if she just called a very pure thing bad so she explained, " Not like I don't love my baby but he is… I don't know how to put it in words."

As a mother, she loved her baby bean and was proud that he/she was growing inside her belly but still she couldn't bring herself like most women to gush about the beauty of the bean. Not at all. 

She knew that she was crazy and wasn't ashamed to tell this to Santiago. 

Taking out her cell phone from her handbag, she said, "Wait. Let me show you how ugly the baby actually looks." 

Santiago, looked at her grumbling under her breath while playing with her phone as she couldn't find that picture. And then suddenly, she showed him the ultrasound picture and he found himself breathless. 

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Author Note: 

You know what I just got an amazing idea for my next book. Let's see if I will work on it or now. 

PS: the book is related to this story.