The Charming 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 up a

be in first class? What are you doing here in

his hands crossed over his lap, Josiah

you

especially since her voice was thick with

Her voice was raspy.

scrutinized her, staring into her eyes as he asked, “Did you stay up late reviewing past

“Something like that.”

and didn’t bother

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

to speak, Josiah

at him, “Didn’t you say this summit is a rare

newcomers?”

take you. Since you’re sick, you could wait another day. It wouldn’t affect your schedule, as

bit late

felt like it was splitting,

“I thought you’d have made some progress. But you’re still the same as before: you act like a lone hero at work, but in life, you’re a complete rookie who can’t even take

people can’t avoid getting

the argument with one sentence, leaned back against the window, and tried to rest. After a while, she opened her heavy eyelids and murmured, “You

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

she couldn’t understand such a simple matter. As she insisted he

your first–class seat. I saw you and Tiffany at the boarding gate.

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

it was his turn to tell her this, though

didn’t respond, nor did she argue. She was too exhausted to muster

lowered the window shade, and adjusted the blanket over

few stray strands of hair scattered across her forehead. She looked uneasy even in

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

more docile when she was