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.

in first

his lap, Josiah responded with a question, “What do

you get

pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick with congestion. She had to be honest,

was

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

“Something like that.”

didn’t bother to change his expression.

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more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and today’s the worst day. I’ll

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

him, “Didn’t you

newcomers?”

take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait another day. It wouldn’t affect your schedule, as the summit isn’t

bit late to say that now.

was splitting, so she didn’t want to argue

act like a lone

people can’t avoid

the argument with one sentence, leaned back against the window, and tried to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids and murmured, “You

back where? We’re on a plane. Should

couldn’t understand such a simple matter. As she insisted

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

She’s flown alone many times. I’m not her father. Do I have to follow her everywhere? Go to sleep.

though it didn’t bring

She was too exhausted to muster any energy. She’d been

lowered the window shade, and

and a few stray strands of hair scattered across her forehead.