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.”

warm her up

in first class? What are you doing here in

crossed over his lap, Josiah responded with a question, “What do

you

was no point in pretending otherwise, especially since her voice was thick with congestion. She had to be honest, “It’s nothing, just

Her voice was raspy.

as he asked, “Did

“Something like that.”

her and didn’t bother to

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

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

you say this summit

newcomers?”

to argue, “I said before that I could take you. Since you’re sick,

a bit late to say that now.

her throat felt like it was splitting, so

Josiah 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 work, but in life, you’re a complete rookie

the most capable people can’t

argument with one sentence, leaned back against the window, and tried to

back where? We’re on

she couldn’t understand such a simple matter. As she insisted he leave, her voice became

saw you and Tiffany

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

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

nor did she argue. She was too exhausted to muster any energy. She’d

reached out, lowered the window shade,

and a few stray strands of hair scattered across her forehead. She looked

seeing her asleep, Josiah realized she would no longer utter words that infuriated him

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