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!”

then, he assumed a

mettle and will to deal with all sorts of

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

Anderson was trying to

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

the noise outside. It sounded as if people

see

of the Larson

distance, Esther

a moment, she could not recall who the

in the same situation, but he had better

that it was Maxwell, the

man before confirming

called out, “Mr. Levine, what

in the Larson residence, John knew the history

still arguing with Anderson,

around and saw a middle-aged man who was not

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

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with anticipation and

appearance had changed a lot after

was one of the many people working

nonnal that Maxwell could not

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

may have forgotten, but I’ve been working at the Larson residence for a

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

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

as an excuse for not recognizing

people tended to

confirm that the visitor was

then found himself in a dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between Maxwell

a case of emotional

to do with him

a tough spot, as he could not decide if he

brings you here?” John bit the bullet and

mind.

to take things one step at

come to seek out Kimberly’s

John even

have the need