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 class? What are you doing here in

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

you get like

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

was raspy.

asked, “Did you stay up late reviewing past summits?”

“Something like that.”

clearly didn’t believe her and didn’t

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bit more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and

much effort it took for her to speak, Josiah sighed. “Is attending this summit worth it when you’re sick?”

at him, “Didn’t you say this summit

newcomers?”

Since you’re sick,

bit late to say that now.

like it was splitting, so

made some progress. But you’re still the same as before: you act like a lone

most capable people can’t avoid getting

back against the window, and tried to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy

back where? We’re on a plane. Should I jump off?”

couldn’t understand such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave, her

back to your first–class seat. I saw you and Tiffany at the boarding gate. You left

She’s

was his turn to tell her this, though it didn’t

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

window shade, and adjusted the blanket over her.

was half–hidden in the blanket, and a few stray strands of hair scattered across her forehead. She looked uneasy even in sleep.