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

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

to reason with the old

it difficult for you. I know you’re just sticking to your

and Esther heard the noise outside. It sounded

out to see what

had been taking care of the Larson

a distance, Esther spotted a

moment, she could

the same situation, but

was Maxwell, the CEO of

the old man before confirming that he

out, “Mr. Levine, what brings

in the Larson residence, John knew the history

arguing with Anderson, heard

saw a middle-aged man

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

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with anticipation

appearance had changed

John was one of the

was nonnal that Maxwell could

dawned on Esther. She exclaimed, “Oh, no

may have forgotten, but I’ve been working

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

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

say that as an excuse

to change

the visitor

dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between Maxwell and

was a case of

it had nothing to do

tough spot, as he could not decide if he should let

John bit the bullet

mind.

to take things

had come

confused John

CEO have the need to rely