After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 888

Sylvia raised an eyebrow at him. "Your biggest mistake was hurting our flight attendant and the passengers around you."

"Respecting others is also respecting yourself."

Sylvia looked at the man expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man regretted his actions, his face ashen and defeated.

If he could turn back time, he would not have done it.

But...

Time can never be turned back.

Franklin held Sylvia's small hand and blew on it gently as if comforting a kindergarten child. "Blow on it, it won't hurt anymore."

Sylvia was speechless.

Is this man addicted to being childish?

She felt uncomfortable and withdrew her hand while pushing him away. "Go back to work quickly."

Franklin smirked. "Take care of yourself."

The cabin gradually quieted down, with no one daring to cause trouble or even whisper quietly.

The air was eerily silent.

In the lounge, Elsa rubbed ointment on her burned hands.

Darcie walked over with a drink for her. "Drink some water."

"Thank you." Elsa sighed as she took the drink from Darcie's hand.

Fortunately, Sylvia intervened earlier; she looked so cool when she did that!

Her heart almost stopped beating then and there...

"That group of people just now were really weird." Darcie sat next to Elsa. "They have no manners whatsoever! Are your hands okay?"

blister," Elsa glanced at her bandaged hands before continuing," If Miss

more power than Miss Andrews does." Darcie said disdainfully; although she wasn't happy that Sylvia had

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who caused trouble will be blacklisted... so it's not our fault anyway!" Darcie grumbled under her breath for a bit longer before

took another half an hour before the plane finally took

Franklin flying

cockpit captain and co-pilot, Darcie and Elsa distributed

outside was pitch black and nothing could be seen. Sitting near the wing, Sylvia took a bite of her dinner while watching the

made with bad taste. After dark, the entire cabin became

the plane. Although Sylvia didn't fall asleep yet, she

sat next to her reading an aviation magazine without disturbing her; his responsibility was to follow her and protect her. Suddenly Sylvia felt intense shaking all around her body; she frowned and quickly pulled down her eye mask while Jasper stretched his

surveyed around seeing that other passengers were being shaken by this turbulence too - some had already started screaming

a few minutes chaos broke out inside of

happened; it shouldn't be anything serious," Jasper quickly spoke up although

time. "Hello everyone! The latest weather report shows that Larro as well as nearby cities are experiencing level six winds which is causing strong air currents in high altitude areas. Don't panic! We still have one hour forty minutes until we reach Larro

being shaken by this air current - no one dared move because of how

the other flight attendants began distributing disposable vomit bags to the passengers, who were stumbling and falling one by one. Elsa, on the other hand, was constantly calming down the

plane resumed its smooth flight. However, Sylvia still felt a faint sense of

shaking began - even more intense than before. Some timid passengers had already started crying.

plane

"Mommy, I'm so scared."

with poor visibility due to heavy fog.

voice came through again from the intercom. "Hello everyone! We are about to land soon and are very close to ground level now. Please do not move

repeating various reminders

window as they descended towards ground level - almost at a height similar to that of a terminal building

by crazy turbulence and violent shaking sounds in cabin;

windstorm was extremely strong; it kicked up sand making it almost

usually had pleasant weather being located in southern region hence such heavy windstorm was

light of dawn kept feeling how wildly airplane circled in mid-air accompanied with whistling sound of fierce winds along with

tensed up while his long powerful hands controlled aircraft; his perfect profile

sand storm. "Mr. Maskelyne, what should we do now?" Franklin narrowed his sharp eyes "Contact tower-

directly given such hurricane-like conditions, he could guess

even experience a phenomenon of low

later, Elsa's sweet yet slightly tired voice came through the cabin again. "Hello passengers, due to Larro's strong wind encountered during this flight, we can only choose to make an emergency landing in nearby Frusall. We apologize deeply

hearing Elsa's announcement, chaos erupted once again

came to Larro just for my friend's