His Beloved Ex-Wife

Chapter 471

Chapter 471 Struck Down By Illness

The flight attendant had already left before Lysander opened her eyes and didn’t hear her unfinished sentence. Now, only the two of them were left staring at each other.

Looking calm, Josiah asked, “What are you looking at?”

Lysander realized it wasn’t an illusion and immediately widened her eyes. She instinctively asked, “Was that you speaking just now?”

No wonder she found the voice of the person asking for the blanket familiar.

“Of course,” Josiah chuckled as if puzzled by the question. “Who else could it be? You didn’t finish your sentence earlier. Did you also want a blanket?”

He was tall with long legs, so sitting in economy class meant he couldn’t fully stretch them out. He was forced to sit sideways with one leg crossed over the other, speaking to her in a pose that seemed casual but was actually quite uncomfortable.

Lysander pulled up her mask, muffling her voice. “Let’s wait for the flight attendant to come back.”

The flight attendant returned swiftly, handing over a blanket to Josiah.

“Thank you.”

Lysander quickly said, “Excuse me, could I also…”

Josiah casually draped the blanket over her, saying, “Here’s the blanket you wanted.”

“You should use it. I’ll ask for another one.”

“It was meant for you,” Josiah said, frowning at her haggard appearance. “It’s only been a few days, and you’ve gotten so sick?”

“It was unexpected.”

The blanket did help warm her up a bit.

to be in first class? What are

lap, Josiah responded with a question,

did you get like

pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick with congestion. She

was raspy.

her, staring into her eyes as he asked, “Did you stay up late reviewing

“Something like that.”

didn’t bother

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just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and

effort it took for her to speak, Josiah sighed. “Is attending this summit worth

“Didn’t you say this summit

newcomers?”

“I said before that I could take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait another day. It wouldn’t

a bit late to

was unwell, and her throat felt like it was splitting, so she didn’t want

have made some progress. But you’re still the same as before: you act like a lone hero at work, but in life, you’re

most capable people can’t avoid getting a

and tried to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy

“Go back where? We’re on a

confused that she couldn’t understand such a

you and Tiffany at the

gave up arguing and changed the subject, “She’s an adult. She’s flown alone many times. I’m not her father. Do I have to follow

though

exhausted to muster any energy. She’d been so

the window shade, and adjusted the blanket over

the blanket, and a few stray strands of hair scattered

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