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

had developed a strong mettle and will to

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

Anderson was trying to reason with the

I won’t make it difficult for you. I know you’re

It sounded as if

hurried out to see what was

taking care of the Larson residence as if it were

distance, Esther

she could not recall who

was in the same situation, but he had better

it was Maxwell, the CEO of

the old man before

“Mr. Levine,

knew the history

still arguing with Anderson, heard someone calling

turned around and saw a middle-aged man who was

his brains but

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anticipation and asked, “Who

John’s appearance had changed a lot

addition, John was one of the many people working at

nonnal that Maxwell could not

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

may have forgotten, but I’ve been working at the Larson residence

to the butler. He managed to recall some fragments of memories, but none

know you. So many years have passed. I’m getting old now. There are so many

did not say that as an excuse for

tended to change as

confirm that the visitor was

found himself in a dilemma. He was aware of the

case of emotional rift between

to do with him and

he could not decide if he

what brings you here?” John bit the bullet and asked the question on

mind.

things

said he had come

confused John

have the need to