Chapter 145

As far as Emerald Smith was concerned, life had quite a funny way of playing tricks on beings of the universe. Never in a million years had she imagined that a waitress she had faith in and employed, even considered part of her family, would be carrying the child of a son she once lost? Never had she imagined that she would get her son, and have a grandson on the same day! If anyone had spoken to her of such a fate five days ago, she would have believed she was being mocked, laughed at.

Yet, there she was. With her son standing behind her, and her grandson in the arms of nurses in front of her. Life was beginning to make a bit more sense to Emerald now. She had been trying hard to contain her excitement, but it was almost impossible to do so.

After the death of the last man she had given her heart to, the one whom she had loved with everything, Emerald never believed she would find the kind of happiness she was feeling. Life became bleak and plain, a series of white and