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

Anderson had developed a strong mettle and will to deal

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

was trying to

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

Esther heard the noise outside. It sounded as if people were having

hurried out to see what was going

had been taking care of the Larson residence as if it were

Esther spotted

moment, she could not recall who the person

in the same situation, but

it was Maxwell,

old man before confirming

Levine,

residence, John knew the history between the

was still arguing with Anderson, heard

a

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

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anticipation and asked, “Who are

appearance had changed a

John was one of the many people working at the

nonnal that Maxwell

Esther. She exclaimed, “Oh, no wonder that man seems so familiar at first sight. It’s

working at the Larson residence for

listened earnestly to the butler. He managed to recall some fragments of memories, but

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

that as an excuse for

people tended to change

that the visitor

a dilemma. He was

was a case of

had nothing to do

spot, as he could not decide if

John bit the bullet and asked the

mind.

would have to take things one step

said he had come

John even

capable CEO have the need