The Charming Ex-Wife

Chapter 471

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 are

over his lap, Josiah responded with a

did you get

was no point in pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick

was raspy.

as he asked, “Did you stay up late reviewing past summits?”

“Something like that.”

didn’t bother to change his expression.

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Struck Down By Illness

Lysander felt a bit more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold.

how much effort it took for her to speak, Josiah sighed.

back at him, “Didn’t you say this

newcomers?”

take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait another day. It wouldn’t affect your

bit late to

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

rambling, “I thought you’d have made some progress. But you’re still the same as before: you act like a lone

capable people can’t

to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids and murmured,

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

couldn’t understand such a

seat. I saw you and Tiffany at the boarding gate. You

She’s flown alone many times. I’m not her father. Do I have to follow her everywhere? Go

turn to tell her this, though it

too exhausted to muster any energy. She’d

lowered the window shade, and adjusted

stray strands of hair scattered

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