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.”

warm her up

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

Josiah responded with a question, “What do you think?”

you get like

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

was

he asked, “Did you stay up late

“Something like that.”

believe her and didn’t bother to

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

Josiah sighed. “Is attending this summit worth it when

the question back at him, “Didn’t you say this summit

newcomers?”

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.”

bit late to say that now.

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

before: you act like a lone hero

the most capable people can’t avoid getting

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

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

understand such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave, her voice

saw you and Tiffany at the boarding

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

was his turn to tell her this, though it didn’t

too exhausted to

lowered the window shade, and adjusted the blanket over her.

stray strands of hair scattered across her forehead.

she would no longer utter words