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

strong mettle and will to deal with all sorts

politely, “Sir, Ms. Larson is not at home. Even if she is, she will not simply

to reason with

again, “Fine, fine. I won’t make it difficult for you. I know you’re just sticking to your post. I shall call her

the noise outside. It

out to see what

Larson residence as if it were

distance, Esther spotted

moment, she could not recall

same situation, but he

could see that it was Maxwell, the CEO of

carefully observed the old man

out, “Mr. Levine, what brings

the history between the Larson family and

who was still arguing with Anderson, heard someone

and saw a middle-aged

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

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John with anticipation and asked, “Who are

had changed a lot after so

the

nonnal that Maxwell could

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

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 that

you. I think I know you. So many years have passed. I’m getting old

say that as an excuse for

tended to change as time

confirm that the visitor

in a dilemma. He was aware of the

a case of emotional rift between

to do with him

spot, as he could not decide if

what brings you here?” John bit the bullet and

mind.

things one step

he had come to

confused John even

capable CEO have the need to