Chapter 598 - Five Hundred And Ninety-Eight: His Poop Smells Great (1/2)

The third point of view:

Pedro couldn't recognize his home anymore; it was flooded with people. Although his mother's business associates came to visit the newly born child of the newly wedded couple, sixty percent of the guests were from Emerald's side. It was almost as if their home wasn't theirs anymore.

Although Emerald claimed he warned his men to behave, it was nearly impossible. His gang members were rowdy and he imagined his younger brother growing up to be as rugged as them.

”He is ugly,” Isabella said, staring at the baby's slightly wrinkly appearance. Even God in heaven knew she looked nothing like this when she was a baby.

All of them were here and by all of them, he meant the whole gang. Isabella, Anabelle, Julie, Allen, Ailee, and Neon.

”Isabella, don't say that,” Anabelle chided her, hitting her at the back of the head. And turned to swoon at the baby sleeping tightly in his cradle.

Isabella glared at her and as usual defended herself, ”What's wrong with what I said? Take a look at him,” She pointed at the child and everyone waited for her to begin her irrefutable argument.

”Look at that big head,” she spoke and showed evidence, ”No neck, short legs, and big distended torso. And don't even talk about the swollen eyes,”

”Chill, Isabella, mom said he would look better with days,” Pedro answered.

”Exactly,” Anabelle supported her, ”Isabella just has a bad eye for beauty,” she smiled and leaned closer to feel him - the baby's skin was so soft. She envied him.

Isabella gave up, there was no convincing them. Thankfully, she wouldn't be having children so she wouldn't have to deal with all this drama.

”Anabelle, don't touch -” Pedro was still saying when Anabelle touched him and the child woke up, fussing.

”Him,” He finished the rest of his statement with a sigh. Wonderful, it had been a hassle putting him to sleep, and now, it was all for nothing.

Thanks to their numerous visitors, Emerald had a lot of guests to entertain while his mother had to sleep - his father's orders. Although he hadn't been there when it happened but the others said the delivery had drained Cecil, now she has to recuperate.

The only time Cecil was to be disturbed was when his baby brother needed to be fed, other than that, the baby was left to all of them to take care of. Once again, Emerald's rule.

”Don't worry,” Anabelle said, carefully tucking the baby in her arms, ”I can take care of him,”

”And I'm sure you woke him on purpose,” Isabella sneered, seeing through her not-so-hidden plan.

Anabelle only grinned sheepishly at her.

”Have your parents decided on a name?” Julie asked.

Naming the child had been a bit problematic since everyone came up with one. As his legal grandfather, Sakuzi demanded the child bear his surname and so it was decided.

”Dash Sakuzi,” Pedro stated.

”Dash?!” Everyone was stunned. Cecil and Emerald do have poor taste in naming, everyone couldn't have agreed more.

”To run quickly - because he couldn't wait for mom to get to the hospital,” Pedro laughed, ”Emerald says it's the perfect name for an energetic and strong young boy he would grow up to be,”

Although the name worked more as a nickname, after the explanation, they nodded their head in acceptance. But then, Isabella was never the type to give up that easily.

”He might as well have named him the Flash,” she stated.

Julie stifled a laugh.

Pedro shook his head, his girlfriend had a dry sense of humor.

Meanwhile, while the others conversed, Anabelle and the kids sat at the corner swooning over Dash.

”He's so cute, isn't he?” Anabelle's eyes were full of admiration as she stared down at the child.

”Yes,” Ailee nodded and just like Anabelle, she was taken with the child. Neon was as well. Allen was the only one who pretended not to be interested only for curiosity to get the best of him.

”Does he see?” he asked no one in particular, noticing the way Dash squinted eyes as if the bright sunlight was his enemy - just like a vampire.

As usual, Anabelle choose to explain, ”No, babies have been in a world of darkness in the womb for so long that they have to adjust to the sunlight of our world with time,”

”So, he can't see me?”

”Eh?” Anabelle scratched the back of her head, she wasn't that sure of that one.

Isabella, who kept her ears open on both sides, snorted, ”Babies this age can focus on shapes that are close by, but see distant objects as blurry because they are nearsighted. As he grows, his eyesight improves. By the end of three months, he would be able to follow a moving object, be more interested in shapes and patterns, and can spot familiar faces, even at a distance. Human faces would be one of his favorite things to look at, especially his own or a parent's face or sibling...” Isabella trailed off when she realized she said more than enough.

Everyone was stunned, how does she know so much about kids and yet, claim not to like them. Perhaps, because she knows too much, it's annoying?

”Don't say a word!” Isabella warned them immediately, having sensed their intention.

Not a word was spoken as she wanted, but their eyes spoke volume.

The kid went back to admiring the child that has ensnared them with his cuteness

”Gosh, look at his mouth. No teeth!”