The Charming 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.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in first class? What are you

Josiah responded with a question, “What

you get

voice was thick with congestion. She had to be honest, “It’s nothing,

was

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

“Something like that.”

believe her and didn’t bother to change his

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Down By Illness

was warmer, Lysander felt a bit more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and today’s the worst day.

effort it took for her to speak, Josiah sighed.

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

newcomers?”

had a reason to argue, “I said before that I could take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait another day. It wouldn’t affect your schedule, as the summit isn’t just one day.”

late to say

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

the same as before: you act like a lone hero at work, but

can’t avoid getting a

sentence, leaned back against the window, and tried to rest. After

not to understand. “Go back where? We’re on a plane. Should I

such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave,

seat. I saw you and

open, he finally gave up arguing and changed the subject, “She’s an adult. She’s

though it

She was too exhausted to muster any energy. She’d been

lowered the window shade, and

in the blanket, and a few stray strands