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.

to be in first class? What

hands crossed over his lap, Josiah responded with a question, “What do you

you get like this?”

There was no point in pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick

was

as he asked,

“Something like that.”

didn’t bother to change his expression.

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casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has

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

question back at him, “Didn’t you

newcomers?”

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

seemed a bit late

and her throat felt like it was splitting, so she

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

most capable people can’t avoid getting a cold.”

to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids and murmured, “You should go back.”

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

understand such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave,

you and

he finally 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 her everywhere? Go to sleep. We

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

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

window shade, and adjusted

a few stray strands of hair scattered