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 are

responded with

you get

There was no point in pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick with congestion. She had to be honest, “It’s nothing,

was

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

“Something like that.”

and didn’t bother

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just caught a cold.

speak, Josiah sighed. “Is

threw the question back at him, “Didn’t you say this summit is a rare opportunity

newcomers?”

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

late

it was splitting, so she didn’t want to

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

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

ended the argument with one sentence, leaned back against the window, and tried to rest. After a while,

back where? We’re on a

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

seat. I saw you and Tiffany at

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

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

was too exhausted to muster any energy. She’d

out, lowered the window shade, and adjusted

blanket, and a few stray strands of hair scattered across her forehead. She looked