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

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

get like

was obvious. There was no point in pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick with congestion. She had to be

voice was raspy.

asked, “Did you stay

“Something like that.”

and didn’t bother to change his expression.

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Down By Illness

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

effort it took for her to speak, Josiah sighed.

at him, “Didn’t you

newcomers?”

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

seemed a bit late to say that

unwell, and her throat felt like it was splitting, so she didn’t want

you’re still the same as before: you act like

most capable people can’t avoid

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

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

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

first–class seat. I saw you and Tiffany at

so tired she couldn’t keep her eyes open, 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

to tell her this, though it didn’t bring

too exhausted to muster any energy.

reached out, lowered the window shade, and adjusted

strands of hair scattered