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!”

assumed

a strong mettle and will to deal with all

not at home. Even if she is, she will not

trying to reason with the old

He shouted again, “Fine, fine. I won’t make it difficult for you.

the noise outside. It sounded

see

of the Larson residence as if it were their

distance, Esther spotted a familiar

a moment, she could not recall who

same situation, but he had

was Maxwell, the CEO of Levine Group

old man before

“Mr. Levine, what brings

Larson residence, John knew the history between the Larson family and

was still arguing with Anderson,

a middle-aged man who was not

first. He racked his brains but

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sized up John with anticipation and asked, “Who

had changed

John was one of the many people

was nonnal that Maxwell

Esther. She exclaimed, “Oh, no wonder

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

some fragments of memories, but none that

you. I think I know you. So many years have passed. I’m getting old now. There are so many things and so many people that I have forgotten,”

not say that as

people tended to

could confirm that the

himself in a dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between

a case of

to do with him

in a tough spot, as he could not decide if

you here?” John bit the bullet

mind.

take things

had come to seek

John even

have the need to rely on