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 deal

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

trying to reason with the old

fine. I won’t make it difficult for you. I know you’re just sticking to your post. I

Esther heard the noise outside. It sounded

out to see what was

had been taking care of the Larson residence as

distance, Esther spotted a

she could

the same situation, but he had better

that it was Maxwell, the CEO of Levine

carefully observed the old man before confirming that

Levine, what brings you

an elder in the Larson residence, John knew the history

who was still arguing with Anderson, heard someone calling

and saw a middle-aged man

John at first. He racked his brains but could not manage to put a name to that

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sized up John with anticipation and asked, “Who

John’s appearance had changed a

the many people working at the

nonnal that Maxwell could not

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

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

listened earnestly to the butler. He managed to recall some fragments of memories, but none that made a profound

getting old now. There are so many things and so

did not say that as

tended to change as time

could confirm that the

a dilemma. He was aware of

it was a case of emotional rift between

had nothing to do with him and

tough spot, as he could not

here?” John bit the bullet and asked the question

mind.

to take things one step at

he had come to seek

John

have