“What do you think, Stanley?” Johnny asked when they got back into the car.
“The Ruby I know can't have anything to do with that old man.” Stanley pointed out.
“Before she met me with Crystal, yes. But now, I must have pushed her into multiple affairs.”
“Stop that. You're being too hard on yourself. She has forgiven you. Have you asked yourself why she called you at once?”
At that point, Johnny, who did not wish to have a taste of his medicine, was at a loss for words. 
Then Stanley carried on with his counseling, “I don't want you to have a problem with your health because it will affect many people. Your dad is not happy with your look, and I just noticed it.”
Now, he gave Stanley a puzzled look before he inquired, “Am I truly emaciated?”
“Yes, and it won't tell good on you. Be strong. The baby needs you now?”
On hearing that the baby needed him, he became stronger and smiled softly.
“Thank you, Stanley. I will endeavor to push everything behind and work towards the success of my marriage.”
“Now, you are talking. All the same, we must not overrule that some men may have eyes on her.”
“I'm glad that you are seeing things from my perspective. Why would the VC instruct that she should spend the night in the clinic?”
“And he came around when he was aware that she would be alone.”
“You see what I mean.”
“Let's inquire about what brought him to the hostel.”
“All right. But let's upload the supplies. My Ruby may want to eat before we return.”
“You are right.”
They uploaded the supplies and got into the house and met the celebrating friends. 
Then Carmine euphemistically stated, “We are six weeks gone. I knew when it all happened.”
Now, they dropped the stuff in the kitchen, washed their hands, and walked back to the parlor. 
“What did you say, Carmine?” Stanley inquired when he took his seat beside her. 
She repeated herself and Johnny, who was still standing, took his seat beside Ruby and pulled her closer. 
Then, he exclaimed, “Six weeks?”
“Yes. Dr. Harmon ran another test and gave me this report.” Ruby explained. 
Now, Johnny was scared. He thought of the fight between her and Crystal and alluded cautiously to the issue. That means, she was already pregnant before the fight and was exposed to danger.
“You went through a lot of stress alone, my Ruby.” 
“I was not aware that I was pregnant until yesterday.”
“How? What led to the test?” Stanley inquired.
“Carmine brought the pregnancy kit to me, and I used it.”
Now, all eyes were on Carmine, who was laughing happily. 
Then, Stanley teased, “So, you are the bigger culprit, Carmine?” 
“Not at all. The nurse gave it to me and I dropped it on the table. I didn't ask you to use it. Did I?”
They laughed heartily and Johnny requested, “Kindly eat. We will be back.”
“It is all right. Be careful," Ruby remarked.
Stanley gave Carmine a peck before he got up and followed Johnny. Furthermore, they got into the car and Johnny spoke.
“Six weeks gone. It means she conceived on our first night.”
“You see what I mean. You worry about nothing?”
“Do you believe her?”
Now, Stanley glared at him and reprimanded, “What do you want to believe? That another man got her pregnant?”
“It is unimaginable. Let's go.”
Stanley turned on the ignition and drove towards the area where they left the Vice Chancellor and could not ascertain why he came. Then, Stanley spoke, “Let's ask questions.”
“Who do we ask?”
“Let's nose around. We may find out something.”
Stanley parked and they got out of. They walked for twenty meters and were halted by familiar voices.
“Good evening, Sirs.” Finley, the janitor whom Johnny gifted with a set of beds, greeted them.
“Good evening. What is your name again, Finley or Terry?”
“I'm Finley.”
“That's good, Finley. Where are you going with the trash?”
“I want to dispose of them.”
Then, Stanley, who had been listening to their conversations, asked, “Where did you get the trash from?”
Before Finley could respond, Simpson walked up to them with a hand truck of trash from a house.
“Good evening, Sirs,” he greeted them with a smile. 
They returned his greeting with a smile too, and asked, “How are you?”
“I'm fine, and you?”
“We are good. Where are you coming from with the trash?”
“We are cleaning an apartment over there.”
Stanley gave Johnny a questioning look, but he avoided it lest the janitors become apprehensive and withhold other information from them.
“I see. Who owns the apartment?”
“Prof. Farrell's daughter," Simpson informed them. 
Then, Finley added, “Yes. He was here a few minutes ago and asked us to clean it.”
“I see. You can continue with your work.”
“Thank you, Sirs.”
They moved with their trash while Johnny and Stanley returned to their car. 
“Have you seen what I am worried about?” Johnny declared worriedly. 
Then, with a killing intention on Stanley's face, he reprimanded, “Let's assume that the supposed daughter is not your Ruby, but some other person. If it turns out to be your Ruby, Mr. Carlos Fredrickson's case would be a mild one before what he would get.”
He turned on his ignition and drove off. 
Then Johnny spoke, “I want to believe that, whatever that is between them, happened after she caught me with that foolish…”
“Stop. You have condemned yourself enough,” he cried out, and Johnny stopped abruptly and listened like a baby.
“I thought you just promised that you would endeavor to push everything behind and work towards the success of your marriage?”
“Yes.”
“Then hold on to that. She fought to get you. Fight to get her, too.”
“You are right.”
They drove home silently and Stanley parked in the car park.  Then, Johnny unfastened his seat belt a tried to get down. 
“Guy, wait.”
Johnny stopped on the spur and looked at him askance. 
Then he continued, “Promise me that you will not vent your suspicions on her.”
“I will not. It was all my fault and I will be cautious with my dealings with her.”
“I love that. You can't afford to lose her now.”
“Certainly.”