All Chapters of Mr. Ex Knelt Before Me : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 ‘Ding…dong…’ The sound of the bell rang, the morning was very bright, the sky was blue with a gentle breeze, the streets were starting to get noisy but not around the house of Anna Beatrice or just call her Tris. A 25-year-old girl who lives with her grandmother. Tris who was preparing breakfast immediately took off her apron when she heard someone coming, and opened the door. Her warm smile appeared when she found a kind, tall, and handsome man standing in front of her with a banana cake in his hand. “Have you guys had breakfast?” The man said to Tris, that he was Tris’ boyfriend, Christopher Sterling, Tris usually called him Chris and that’s what people called him. “Not yet, come in, it looks like you brought something for dessert, Gwen is waiting for you there,” Tris said while pointing towards the living room, where her grandmother was sitting there with knitting in her hands, there was nothing else she could do but knit, she even made a blanket for Tris and a

Chapter 3Chris and Tris spent time together that night, they walked around their house and usually, they stopped at the park to eat ice cream and talk about their daily lives.Their relationship was quite healthy, Tris didn't want to have sex before marriage and Chris respected that, the man also had the ambition to become a billionaire. He wanted to have his own company buy anything easily and go wherever he wanted.Tris supported whatever her boyfriend wanted, especially their plan to get married, that's why Tris also tried hard to restrain herself from being wasteful and save her salary for their future.After 2 years with Chris, Tris felt that her relationship was very secure, she never felt suspicious of Chris because the man was always open to Tris and Chris always looked simple, that's what Tris liked about Chris, he was different from other men."Tris, can I ask you a question?" Chris said as they were sitting in the park with ice cream in their hands."Of course," Tris said.

Tris walked through the front door of her house, exhausted from a long day. She was looking forward to a quiet night at home, but as she entered the living room, she was surprised to see her grandmother, Gwen, sitting on the couch, looking worried. "Hey, kiddo," Gwen said, getting up from the couch and walking over to Tris. "I've been waiting up for you. What's going on? You're usually in bed by now." Tris shrugged, trying to brush off her grandmother's concern. "I just had a lot on my mind, that's all." But before Gwen could respond, a figure emerged from Tris's bedroom. It was her father, Ed, and he was smiling at her like he owned the place. "Hey, sweetie," Ed said, opening his arms to hug Tris. But Tris was having none of it. She dodged his hug and took a step back, her eyes flashing with anger. "What are you doing here?" Tris demanded, her voice low and even. Ed chuckled, like he thought Tris was just joking around. "Oh, come on, kiddo. I just wanted to check in on you. S

Tris and Chris strolled hand in hand through the park, enjoying their nightly ritual of ice cream and conversation. But tonight, something was off. Chris seemed distant, his eyes clouded with a concern he couldn't shake. Tris noticed the change in his behavior and asked, "Hey, what's wrong? You seem a little off tonight." Chris forced a smile, trying to brush off her concern. "Nothing's wrong, Tris. I'm just tired, that's all." Tris wasn't convinced. She knew Chris well enough to recognize when he was hiding something. But she didn't push the issue, not wanting to pry into his personal business. As they sat down on a bench, Tris couldn't shake the feeling that something was bothering Chris. She glanced over at him, noticing the way his eyes kept drifting towards his phone, which was buzzing with incoming calls. "Chris, what's going on?" Tris asked, her voice softer this time. "You're not telling me something, and it's making me uncomfortable." Chris sighed, rubbing his t

Tris walked back into the library, lost in thought. She had just finished lunch with Chris, but her mind was preoccupied with the conversation they had just had. Chris had confided in her about his financial struggles, and Tris had promised to keep his secret. But now, as she walked back into the library, she was faced with the daunting task of telling Anne about Chris's debt. Tris had always been close to Anne, but their friendship was limited to the workplace. They had never really discussed their personal lives, except for that one time when Anne had opened up to Tris about her arranged marriage, her ex-boyfriend who still had feelings for her, and her new fiancé. Tris had listened intently, offering words of encouragement and support. But now, as she approached Anne's desk, she felt a sense of trepidation. How was she supposed to bring up Chris's debt without making it seem like she was gossiping? As she approached Anne's desk, Tris noticed that Anne was finishing up her lunch, c