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!”

he assumed a

a strong mettle and will to

humble or overbearing, he said politely, “Sir, Ms. Larson is not at home. Even if she is, she will not simply come out

Anderson was trying to reason with

not heed him. He shouted again, “Fine, fine. I won’t make it difficult for you. I know you’re just sticking to your post. I shall call her

noise outside. It sounded as if

out to see what

the Larson residence as if it were

a distance, Esther spotted a familiar

moment, she could not recall who

in the same situation, but he had

was Maxwell, the CEO of

man before confirming

“Mr. Levine, what

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

arguing with Anderson, heard

he turned around and saw a middle-aged man

his brains but could not manage

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anticipation and asked, “Who are

changed

of the

nonnal that Maxwell

John’s reminder, realization dawned on Esther. She exclaimed, “Oh, no wonder that man seems so familiar at first

sternly, “You may have forgotten, but I’ve been working

to the butler. He managed to recall some fragments of

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,” Maxwell

not say that as an excuse for not

tended to change as time

that the visitor was

John then found himself in a dilemma. He was aware of the relationship

a case

nothing to do with him

tough spot, as he could not decide if he should

bit

mind.

things one

had come to seek out Kimberly’s

John

a remarkably capable CEO have the