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.

be in first class? What are you doing

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

you get

voice was thick with

voice was

he asked, “Did you stay up

“Something like that.”

clearly didn’t believe her and didn’t

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Struck Down

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

Josiah sighed. “Is attending this summit worth it when

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

newcomers?”

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

seemed a bit late to say

it was splitting, so she didn’t want to argue pointlessly.

you’re still the same as before: you act like a lone hero

capable people can’t

ended the argument with one sentence, leaned back against the window, and tried to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids and murmured, “You should go back.”

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

a simple matter. As she insisted he leave, her voice became faint.

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

an adult. She’s flown

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

too exhausted to muster any energy. She’d

window shade, and adjusted

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