His Beloved Ex-Wife

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.

asked, “Aren’t you supposed to be in first class? What are you doing

crossed over his lap, Josiah responded

did you get

her voice was thick with congestion. She had to be honest, “It’s

was raspy.

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

“Something like that.”

believe her and didn’t bother to change his

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she was warmer, Lysander felt a bit more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and today’s the worst day. I’ll be fine

it took for her to speak, Josiah sighed. “Is

“Didn’t you say this summit is

newcomers?”

had a reason to argue, “I said before that I could take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait another day. It wouldn’t affect your schedule,

late

was splitting, so she didn’t want to

started rambling, “I thought you’d 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 a complete rookie

can’t

back against the window, and tried to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids and murmured, “You should

“Go back where? We’re on a plane. Should I

such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave, her voice became faint.

back to your first–class seat. I saw you and Tiffany at the

open, he finally gave up arguing and changed the subject, “She’s an adult. She’s flown alone many times. I’m not her

turn to tell her this, though it didn’t bring him the satisfaction he

too exhausted

window shade, and adjusted

small face was half–hidden in the blanket, and a few stray strands