The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63

The cabin air grew stifling. She closed her eyes briefly, pressed a hand to her chest for a few seconds, then returned to her book.

“Huh?

Lucille?”

Maricela called across the aisle.

Lucille looked up and smiled. “What a coincidence. Same flight?”

Her tone was as casual as greeting a neighbor or distant acquaintance. She didn’t even look directly at Cedrick–only catching a flicker of something unreadable in his expression from the corner of her eye.

He must have known she was on this flight–didn’t he check her travel info?

Maricela smiled sweetly, “Yes, what a coincidence!”

The flight attendant came over to serve, first asking about meals and drinks. Maricela handed back the small blanket provided on the plane to the attendant, “I don’t want this, please take it away.”

“Okay.”

The flight attendant replied.

After the flight attendant took the small blanket away, Maricela said, “Cedrick, that blanket is dirty, I don’t want to use it…”

“Then don’t use it.”

“But the cabin temperature is too low, I’m cold.”

Maricela was wearing a dress, both arms bare.

Cedrick had brought a coat; hearing this, he immediately took it off and draped it over Maricela, “Wear my coat.” Lucille wasn’t blind; at that moment, she clearly saw a smug look Maricela threw at her out of the corner of her eye. It’s just that she was looking straight at her book and didn’t respond to Maricela.

But obviously, Maricela wasn’t planning to stop there; she deliberately called out, “Lucille, you won’t mind if I wear Cedrick’s coat, will you?”

She deliberately put on a scared and pitiful act.

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Lucille really wanted to laugh–was this act for her or for Cedrick?

She looked up and smiled at Maricela, “Of course not.”

I’ve already given you the man, what’s a coat?

“Thank you, Lucille, you’re so kind.”

Maricela looked touched.

“You’re welcome.”

Lucille lowered her head and went back to reading.

“Maricela.”

Cedrick called her.

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Lucille didn’t know what look Cedrick gave Maricela, but she heard Maricela say in a pitiful voice, softly, “Cedrick, I want to get along with Lucille, so when you go home, she’ll be nicer to you…”

Lucille: ?

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Such talk in a novel would only fool a dumb protagonist, and now Cedrick probably is just as dumb.

She didn’t even need to think to guess what Cedrick and his two flunkies were thinking right now: Wow, Maricela is so good, so sensible…

Come on, she just wants to sit quietly through this flight; wouldn’t it be better if we didn’t bother each other?

But Maricela really didn’t think so; she turned around and called Lucille again.

“Lucille, what are you reading?”

Maricela leaned her head over to ask.

Lucille closed the book, “Just reading out of boredom.”

“Wow, it’s a Porilinese original!

Lucille, can you understand it?

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