My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back by Cheryl Moore

Chapter 192

Maxwell looked Lilian up and down, wondering what had gotten into her that day.

Why had she suddenly become so reasonable?

The look of surprise and doubt on Maxwell’s face could be seen through his reading glasses, especially when she praised him for a job well done.

He had a very realistic delusion. When he was still a student and had to go on an excursion one time, his mother had worriedly packed his luggage.

Suddenly, Lilian stood up quickly and trotted away.

After a while, she came back with an antique radio in her hand.

This was her favorite possession.

She handed it over directly and said, “Here you go. I’ll lend this to you for the time being. Young people these days are so busy. They may not have time to talk to you. Listen to this to pass the time.”

Maxwell was somewhat touched by Lilian’s words.

He did not want to accept the antique radio, so he pushed it back to Lilian.

He said, “I’m going to get things done, not to be a nuisance. You usually can’t live without this radio. Keep it with you! When I get back from Dellmoor, we can listen to it together.”

The bickering was a part of their everyday life. Now that one of them was heading out, the other seemed reluctant to let

go.

A new guest had arrived at the Larson residence.

He claimed to be Kimberly’s grandfather, but everyone thought the idea itself was absurd.

Everyone in the Larson residence knew that Kimberly’s grandfather was Yandel, who lived in the Larson estate.

Anderson, as the strict guard on duty, showed no mercy.

He kindly persuaded the old man to leave, “Sir, please return home. If you forgot your way back, I can call the police for help.

Anderson’s words were full of affection, but they were registered as harsh and upsetting in Maxwell’s ears.

After all, he had never been rejected like this before.

Even though he had been prepared for this, he could not adapt to it right away.

He began to lose his patience and yelled, “Get Kimberly out here!”

then, he assumed a commanding

strong mettle and will

said politely, “Sir, Ms. Larson is not at home. Even

was trying to reason with the

Maxwell would not heed him. He shouted again, “Fine, fine. I won’t make it difficult for

and Esther heard the noise outside. It sounded as if people

to see what was going

Larson residence as if it were their

a distance, Esther spotted a familiar

could not recall who

the same situation, but he had better

it was Maxwell, the CEO of Levine

old man before confirming that he

“Mr. Levine, what brings you

knew the history between the Larson family and

who was still arguing with

around and saw a

recognize John at first. He racked his brains but could not manage to

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with anticipation and asked, “Who

had changed a lot after

one of the many

nonnal that Maxwell could

exclaimed, “Oh, no

but I’ve been working at the Larson residence for a long

managed to recall some fragments of memories, but none that made a

passed. I’m getting old now. There are so many things and so many

did not say that as an

to

could confirm that the visitor

in a dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between

it was a case of emotional

nothing to do with him and

was put in a tough spot, as he could not

John bit the bullet and asked the

mind.

take things one step

he had come to seek out

confused John even

have the need to rely