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

developed a strong mettle and

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

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

outside. It sounded as if people were

out to see

Larson residence as if

a distance, Esther spotted a

a moment, she could not

situation, but he

see that it was Maxwell,

carefully observed the old man

“Mr. Levine, what brings you

Larson residence, John knew the history

arguing with

around and saw a middle-aged man who was not particularly

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

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John with anticipation and

all, John’s appearance had changed a lot

the many

nonnal that Maxwell

reminder, realization dawned on Esther. She exclaimed, “Oh, no wonder that man seems

John responded sternly, “You may have forgotten, but I’ve been working at the Larson residence for a long time. I’m John,

managed to recall some fragments of memories, but none

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

that as an excuse for not

to change as time

the visitor was

dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between

knew it was a case

had nothing to do with him

was put in a tough spot, as he could not decide if

Levine, what brings you here?” John bit the

mind.

would have to take things one step at a

he had come

John even

remarkably capable CEO have the need to