The third point of view:

Sakuzi kept his word, he had a party organized to celebrate Emerald finally reuniting with the love of his life - yep, everyone in the base had heard of the story.

However, it was a double merriness since it coincided with the celebration of their victory against their enemy, Miguel. Hence, it was a cheerful evening with everyone drowning themselves in alcohol and schmoozing around.

As expected, the whole gang was present; Niklaus with his wife Reina, and no kids - not even Isabella was in attendance; Eden with his wife, Camille, both looked more together than ever; Judy with his wife, Emily, he doesn't let her out of his sight even for a mere second; and of course, Emerald, the man of the day, well, night - it was late already and his wife, Cecil, who he didn't allow to taste a glass of wine.

Not even juice, he didn't trust his men. Why? His men could spike her drink with vodka just to satisfy Cecil's whim. He knew all of their tricks - hence, only water was the most suitable choice for her here.

Cecil had a ten thousand watt scowl on her face, and everyone avoided her like the plague, knowing pregnant people were like a time bomb - you never know when they explode. None of them was willing to be the scapegoat. Well, all left her, except the huge man by her side - responsible for all of her predicament.

He not only impregnated her but didn't want her to drink as well. It wasn't that Cecil wasn't a good mother but that was what her appetite demanded right now, she just wanted a little sip of wine.

"Just a taste," Cecil began to plead once more. It was like she'd die if she didn't have one right now; she craved it.

However, Emerald simply patted her on the head, "Be good. I'll make your favorite fruit juice when we get home,"

The doctor had told him that drinking wine might pose a harmful risk to her developing fetus. Although some women who drink when pregnant go on to have healthy babies, others who drink just a small amount may experience pregnancy complications that can affect the fetus.

So she should drink in moderation - if she wants to. Drinking very little was probably okay, but drinking daily, and drinking a lot at one time is not okay. But then Emerald was taking no such risk - she won't die if she doesn't have one. Let her wait patiently for nine months.

Cecil felt the resentment climb to the surface, why was he treating her this way? She couldn't even understand herself this past few days, her emotions were a mess. And now, he was treating her like a kid? She was a full-grown adult? Doesn't he love her anymore? Was he only with her because of the baby?

"Oh no, not again," Emerald groaned when he saw Cecil's eyes begin to water, meaning she was close to bursting into tears which he couldn't allow in such a gathering like this.

If it wasn't for the fact that Emerald knew Cecil as a strong woman from the very start, he could have sworn she was intentionally manipulating him with her tears. Moreover, there were so many childish things she's been doing lately that didn't suit her personality so he accepted every one of her tantrums with good faith, just as now - he was finally gesturing for the waiter to come over with a glass of wine.

Honestly, Emerald loved his journey as a father but he couldn't wait for the nine months to be over so he could finally meet that little ass that has been causing everyone so much trouble.

Yep, when he said everyone, he meant everyone. Just yesterday, Cecil had woken him up by two in the morning, wanting to hold an idle conversation with him - who does that?

But then, the man had been so damn tired since he spent the whole day clearing up the mess Miguel left behind, he simply went back to sleep - and yes, he's finally moved in with her - thinking she had let the issue go.

Unknown to him, she had gone ahead to call Emily who was unlucky enough to pick up. Cecil had kept the poor woman up all night till she dozed off sometime later. How had he known?

Judy had called to complain about her "disturbance". Apparently, her calling had kept him awake as well. Nor is he going to talk about three days ago when he had Pedro run to the store at four in the morning to get her a barbecued chicken pizza. In one word, the pregnancy was tormenting in an exciting way - one day, he was surely going to laugh over this.

One should see the way Cecil's expression lit up upon seeing the red wine coming her way, she was almost at the point of salivating.

"Here," Emerald handed the glass over to her, "Just a glass, nothing more," He warned her.

And she nodded her head eagerly which made him shake his head with a deep sigh. At this point, Cecil looked like a kid who would do anything for a piece of candy. Nevertheless, Emerald loved her the way she was - it was not like she would remain this way forever. Probably not.

Cecil sipped the wine slowly, hoping it would never finish since her stone-hearted fiancé would not give her another - not that she would take another. Cecil had the wellbeing of her child in her heart but she could feel it deep down in her soul, this was what her child wanted. Done, she placed the glass back on the tray while Emerald asked, "Satisfied?"

"Yeah," She licked her lips, and then before Emerald could react, stood on tiptoes and kissed him briefly, sharing the taste of wine with him. Then like a kitten wagging its tail after being fed properly, she disappeared into the crowd.

Emerald chuckled, he was surely going to miss this erratic side of her nine months later. Well, he could always get her pregnant….Shit Emerald, let your child first gets delivered before you talk about another.

"The look of a man in love," Sakuzi came out of nowhere, patting him on the shoulder.

"I can't help it, I'm happy with her," Emerald grinned like an idiot.

"If that's so, when are you going to eliminate the threat to your happiness," Sakuzi said to him.

"What are you talking about?" Emerald tensed up, already having a premonition of where the topic was heading to.

"Why didn't you tell me Fernandez and Miguel were in cahoots?"