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 commanding

strong mettle and

is not at home.

Anderson was trying to

heed him. He shouted again, “Fine, fine. I won’t make it difficult for you. I know you’re just sticking

and Esther heard the noise outside. It sounded

hurried out to see what was going

care of the Larson residence as if it were

Esther

could not

situation, but he

could see that it was Maxwell, the CEO of

carefully observed the old man before confirming that

“Mr. Levine, what brings you

the history between the Larson

arguing with Anderson, heard someone calling

turned around and saw a middle-aged man who was

He racked his brains

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anticipation and asked,

appearance had changed a lot

addition, John was one of the

that Maxwell could not remember

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

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

He managed to recall some fragments of

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

that as an excuse

people tended to change

could confirm that the visitor was

a dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between

was a case of

it had nothing to do

he

John bit

mind.

would have to take things one step at

he had come to seek

confused John

CEO have the