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

supposed to be in first class? What are you doing here in

over his lap, Josiah responded with

you get like

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

was

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

“Something like that.”

didn’t bother to change

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just caught a

speak, Josiah sighed. “Is attending this summit worth it when you’re

question back at him, “Didn’t you say

newcomers?”

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

a bit late to say that now.

and her throat felt like it was splitting, so she

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

people can’t avoid getting a cold.”

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

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

was just tired, not so confused that she couldn’t understand such a simple

and Tiffany at the boarding gate. You

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

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

did she argue. She was too exhausted to muster any energy. She’d been so

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

a few stray strands of hair scattered across her forehead.

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