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.”

did help warm her

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

hands crossed over his lap, Josiah responded with

get

especially since her voice was thick with congestion. She had to be honest, “It’s nothing, just a cold.”

was

as he asked, “Did you stay up late reviewing

“Something like that.”

and didn’t bother to

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and casually replied, “I just caught a cold. It has its cycle,

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

question back at him, “Didn’t you say this summit is a rare opportunity for

newcomers?”

that I could take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait

a bit late to say that now.

her throat felt like it was splitting, so she

the same as before: you act like a lone hero at work, but in life, you’re a complete

capable people can’t avoid getting a

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

where? We’re on a

such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave,

you and Tiffany at the boarding gate.

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 bring him the satisfaction he

was too exhausted to

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

strands of hair scattered across her forehead. She looked

would no longer utter words that infuriated