My Extraordinary Wife

The young man wiped away his tears as he started going around to ask others.

Ashlyn clasped the middle-aged woman’s hand and soothingly assured her, “Madam, hear me out. Our flight is very safe. My husband is the captain of this flight. He’s Lucas Nolan, and I am his wife. Don’t be afraid. Being on the same flight as him, my husband definitely wouldn’t want me to die. He will certainly prioritize our safe arrival in Italy.”

The middle-aged woman shook her head weakly, her breathing still unstable.

“You must be strong. Once we get off the plane, you will be sent to the hospital immediately. You have a filial son so you must hold on for his sake. Do you understand?” Ashlyn continued to comfort the woman.

“Thank goodness! Someone had brought along some antihypertensive pills!” exclaimed the young man excitedly.

“Give it to your mother. And come over here to comfort her. If you continue to cry, who is going to take care of your mother?” Ashlyn commanded.

The other passengers in the cabin observed Ashlyn silently. Not only was she beautiful, but she was also confident and her presence radiated a certain comforting assurance to all who were around her.

Ashlyn stayed beside the middle-aged woman all the way until the airplane had landed smoothly.

Several ambulances were already waiting, along with the medical staff. The passengers alighted from the plane in an orderly fashion one after another as directed by the air stewardesses.

From afar, the doctors and nurses came rushing over and carried away the middle-aged woman, as well as Nancy in stretchers before loading them up into the ambulances. Soon, the ambulances sped away from the scene with sirens wailing.
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stoic and serious, as his expression was

awed and assured by his presence, for he was the hero who had piloted the plane,

ordered the air stewardesses to return the passports that were

excitedly and proclaimed, “You are the best pilot. We are

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crowd. The co-pilot and the stewardesses behind him

“Captain Nolan! Thank you!”