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.”

help warm her

asked, “Aren’t you supposed to be in first class? What are you doing here in economy?”

over his lap, Josiah responded with a question,

get

There was no point in pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick with congestion. She had

was

asked, “Did you stay up late reviewing past

“Something like that.”

didn’t believe her and didn’t bother

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more spirited and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle, and today’s the worst day. I’ll be

Josiah sighed. “Is attending

him, “Didn’t you say this

newcomers?”

Since you’re sick, you could wait another

bit late to

throat felt like it was splitting, so she didn’t

like a lone hero at work, but in life, you’re

people can’t avoid

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

We’re on a plane. Should I jump off?”

was just tired, not so confused that she couldn’t understand such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave,

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

was complicated. Seeing her, so tired she couldn’t keep her eyes open, he finally gave up arguing and changed the subject, “She’s an adult. She’s flown alone many times. I’m not her father. Do I have to follow her everywhere? Go to sleep. We still have an hour

this, though it didn’t

exhausted to muster any energy. She’d been so

out, lowered the window shade, and adjusted the blanket over

a few stray strands of hair scattered

realized she would no longer utter words that infuriated him to no end. His gaze