All Chapters of The Good Wife: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Everything worked out perfectly for Kerrick after Stephen lost his job and his father finally started appreciating him and was ready to hand over the company to him."Kerrick, are you excited about tonight?" I asked while leaning closer to him."I'm not sure if excited is the right word but yes." He looked at me and brushed a few strands of hair out of my face. "Are you excited?""Yeah, this is your big night Kerrick, you're going to head your father's company.""Well," he scratched his head. "I practically already do, this party tonight is just for show.""Speaking of the party, you'll have to take me out this evening. I need to find a new dress." I sat up and ran my hands down my clothes, a smile glinting on my face."You don't have to.""What?" Kerrick got to his feet and sauntered across the room towards the closet before pulling out a shopping bag and handing it to me. I opened it and the beautiful pink dress I fell in love with was there, joy not even a comparison to how I felt.

I closed the door behind me when I arrived home, a small smile lingering on my face from last night. When I walked into the living room Kerrick was there so I ran to him."Kerrick! Last night was amazing, I'm sorry you didn't come and-""Why didn't you come home?" His expression was firm and his lips were pulled into a frown."What?" I questioned, confused. "When everything was over it was too late for me to travel by myself so I stayed with my father.""If that's the case you should've called me, I would've come for you. Do you know how many times I called you and you didn't even answer?""My phone died," I said walking over to the couch and putting my handbag down. "I didn't even remember to charge it."I turned towards the stairs but before I could take a step Kerrick grabbed my arm and pulled me back."I'm not done talking to you." I stared at him, the level of anger in his voice unnecessary for the situation."You're overreacting."I peeled his hand away from my arm and went up t

"After learning about the problems Delancy was having with her husband, she decided to stay with me for a while to sort things out between them. I was so angry at first but my heart slowly grew towards Kerrick when Delancy spoke to me about his past. Trust was the hardest thing to regain in their relationship, Delancy told me, and Kerrick was very difficult with opening up to anyone. They started going to counselling sessions and slowly improvements started showing between them both. She eventually moved back with him because he never stopped coming to see her and showering her with flowers and gifts and I could see it that she missed him a lot. Kerrick, as cold as he seemed, had a warm, good heart and he chose to give up everything for Delancy. He left his father's business which infuriated Charles but Kerrick surprisingly didn't seem to care. He started his own business which was slowly growing because of his knowledge and experience and Delancy's help even though she was pregnant.

I ran the tips of my fingers over the soft delicate petals of the roses I carried as I followed my father's​ footsteps. Slowly he stopped and kneeled on the ground as we made it to our destination, my mother's grave."She was so pretty, your mother." He spoke without meeting my eyes, taking the flowers I was carrying and the ones he also had, he placed them in matching ceramic vases opposite each other by her gravestone. "She was so young and I don't think I'll ever stop loving and missing her.""I'm sorry," I looked at my father sadly but with a tinge of happiness that we were finally able to come here together after so long. "I guess I'll never truly understand the pain you went through when you lost her but that just goes to show how much she meant to you and me."My father tucked the last rose firmly in the vase next to him and touched her gravestone again, closing his eyes for a moment when he did so. "You know, I still feel her with me, regardless of the time that's passed, I ca

"Where are you going so early?" I asked my son while clearing the table after breakfast. Kaleb had changed out of his pajamas into a blue jumper paired with a white T-shirt and was currently tying his shoelaces. "I'm going to meet my friends, remember I told you." He said jumping to his feet. "I do but it's still early," I said looking over at the wall clock and sighing. "Okay but remember to come home for lunch," I followed him to the door and watched as he hopped on his bicycle before riding off. "Bye, mom!" He called back to me as he went up the road. "Keep out of the road and watch out for cars!" I responded as he rode away and he paused momentarily to nod before continuing on his way. I turned to go back into the house so I could help Kerrick get ready but not before glancing up the street at my son's retreating figure. Once inside I got Kerrick's things together and put them on the table just as I heard him coming down the stairs. "Where's Kaleb?" Kerrick asked while fixing