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.

you supposed to be in first class? What are

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

did you get

otherwise, especially since her voice was

voice was raspy.

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

“Something like that.”

didn’t bother to change his

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that she was warmer, Lysander felt a bit more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and

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

threw the question back at him, “Didn’t you

newcomers?”

before that I could take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait

bit late to say that now.

throat felt like it was splitting, so she didn’t

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

can’t

to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy

“Go back where? We’re on a plane.

tired, not so confused that she couldn’t understand such a simple matter.

seat. I saw you and Tiffany at the boarding gate. You left her

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

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

She was too exhausted

shade, and adjusted

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