My Ex-Wife Remarried Me novel Chapter 372

When the trio was about to board the plane, Lance noticed that Solomon's seat was next to Amora's.

Irritated, Lance snatched Solomon's ticket away from him without hesitation.

"Here's your ticket!"

Solomon couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Why?"

However, the young man in front of him dismissed his question and showed the woman the way to their designated seats.

As soon as Lance took his seat next to Amora, he asserted, "It's because I don't want you anywhere near him."

"Y-You—"

"Alright, shall we stop getting worked up over such a trivial issue? Solomon, can you please let him take your seat? It's not a big deal, isn't it?"

Amora, who was brought to her seat against her will, stopped the duo from bickering with one another since they were in the middle of a packed flight.

Oh god! I don't think I can take this anymore! Thankfully, Solomon stopped making a fuss and made his way to Lance's seat after he took the latter's ticket.

Amora thought it was about time to give Lance a lecture, but he turned around and closed his eyes before she had the chance to say anything.

What the hell? Since when did he turn into such an arrogant brat? Amora could only let him off the hook for the time being.

As soon as she sorted out everything in front of her, she reached for her laptop to work on the contract of the project.

Halfway through her work, she felt something heavy on her shoulder.

When she turned around, she found out that Lance had fallen asleep on her shoulder.

Why is his cheek so cold? Has he fallen ill? As a doctor, Amora figured out that something was wrong with Lance.

However, when she reached over in an attempt to touch his forehead, the young man opened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

His glare sent a chill running down her spine, and she stuttered in return, "I-It's nothing! I-I'm just trying to check on you and see if you're sick!"

Amora couldn't stop her heart from racing.

Oh god! What the heck is wrong with me? Why am I afraid of him when he's my freaking cousin? Amora tried her best to regain her composure.

The moment she turned around to check on him, he looked languid again, and she started to suspect that she had been hallucinating.

Slouching against the seat, the seemingly exhausted young man answered, "I'm perfectly fine."

"Are you sure? If that's the case, why is your body so frigid and sweaty? Have you caught a cold or something?"

Once again, when Amora tried to place her hand on his forehead, he shrugged her off and insisted, "I'm fine! You know what? Just mind your own business and leave me alone!"