Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day

Chapter 60

The blanket Madison had covered him with? Ethan glanced at the familiar pattern of the blanket he had personally selected and felt an incomparable warmth envelop him.

“Sir, what drink can I get you?” Jessica’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

Ethan glanced up slightly, “Has she eaten yet?”

Jessica smiled, “She’s eating now.”

The in-flight meals provided by Mukino Airlines were reputed to be the best in the industry, diverse and guaranteed in quality.

“Give her this,” Ethan suggested, removing a foil-wrapped chicken leg from his meal box. “She didn’t eat much this morning.”

Jessica looked surprised, “And you?

“This is enough for me,” Ethan said, gesturing to the remaining food.

Jessica admired her brother for his adaptability. Despite his wealth, he could live luxuriously or simply as the situation demanded. After

all, any

Owould have simply chartered a private flight rather

business class. But this plane was piloted by

the

arning from delivering the chicken leg, Jessica again offered. n a beverage as she passed by, but he declined.

“How’s my goddess handling the flight?” Jessica beamed with pride.

Ethan raised an eyebrow, a hint of pride in his eyes: “Much steadier

than the others.”

“Cough, cough…” A cultured woman nearby couldn’t suppress a

cough.

“Sorry about that.”

Ethan waved off the apology.

Indeed, love does wonders. While the flight felt the same to others, Ethan sensed a superior level of stability.

“Perks of being a captain, eh? A second chicken leg,” Jack noted,

eyeing the additional piece on Madison’s tray.

Madison offered, “For you?”

Quick to refuse, Jack gestured, “No, no!”

The flight attendants mentioned that their very own CEO was on this flight. This costly piece of poultry must have been a gift from the CEO to their captain.

Unlike Jack’s, Madison’s meal was different; it was specially prepared according to the pilots’ tastes to prevent simultaneous discomfort in case of a problem with the food. If meals were the same, the captain and the first officer would eat half an hour to an hour apart.

Jack’s meal, unlike Madison’s, included the same kind of chicken leg, fter Landu had finished his, confirming it was safe.

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rectly, Madison left for the pilots’ rest area.

However, no sooner had she stepped in than she was pushed from behind. She turned swiftly, barely stopping herself from retaliating.

“Surprise, right?”

Madison, her heart still racing, didn’t understand.

Ethan closed the door behind them, “Just a leader inspecting.”

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“Inspecting what exactly?” Madison questioned, her eyebrows knitting together. What was there to inspect in a rest area?

The rest area was cramped, leaving little room for Ethan to maneuver.

“Is anything here uncomfortable for you?”

“It’s quite fine,” Madison sat down. “You need to rest?”

“I’ve just woken up,” Ethan said, looking around. “I just came to see

you.”

“To see me…”

Feeling awkward, Madison urged, “Get some rest, then.” Ethan left, pulling the door open.

“Ethan, why cram into business class? There’s another flight to Slandon Port in forty minutes,” Madison suddenly asked.

Ethan, one leg already out the door, turned back, pausing before saying, “Isn’t it obvious?”

“Because you’re on this flight.”

Madison didn’t sleep well the previous night, and this rest was ten minutes longer than usual. Her mind was foggy, filled with Ethan’s last words in her dream.

“Sorry, I overslept. Your turn to rest,” she told Jack.

Jack chuckled, “No worries, slept early, not sleepy.”

Still, Madison insisted Jack take a break, and she piloted alone.

Three and a half hours later, with a cheery “Have a pleasant journey, goodbye,” Mukino Airlines Flight 3131 returned safely, landing smoothly at Mukino’s domestic airport.

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Many colleagues congratulated Madison on safely completing her first flight as captain. She too felt delighted.

Yet, there’s always someone to dampen spirits, like Lucas calling

from an unknown number: “Madison, what’s the meaning of this? After marrying me, you still had secrets? Why didn’t you tell me you were a pilot?”

Lucas rambled on the other end of the line.

Madison, signing off on the flight report, barely listened, her attention on the echoes of “Captain Madison” filling the air.

Enraged, Lucas bellowed, “Madison!!!”

“Are you calling spirits?” she retorted, her lost sharpness reclaimed from the skies above.

Dragging her black suitcase, she sauntered forward, her voice

carefree: “You didn’t know about my past, yet you dare remind me I was married to you? What does my flying have to do with you?”

“If you’d been a pilot, why didn’t you tell me earlier? If you had, I wouldn’t have…”

“Lucas.”

adison, poised at the escalator, spoke with calm authority, “Don’t overestimate yourself. If your wife’s unemployment is a reason for your disdain, I’d suggest you better accumulate some good karma, or I fear for your latter years…”

“You might end up on the streets.”

“By the way, we’re divorced now. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t call me unless it’s about the asset division. Harass me again, and I’ll sue for sexual harassment, alright?”

“Madison, you…” Lucas was incredulous.

The woman stepped into the elevator, laughing lightly, “What about me? I just didn’t want to be too harsh, but I’ve underestimated your thick skin. Every penny you spent on Sophia during our marriage, I’ll be taking it back. Be prepared.”

She hung up promptly, just as a new WeChat message from Ethan. appeared on her screen.

-I’m at the work passage exit.

-I’ll take you home.

The words “take you home” stirred something in Madison’s heart.

She hesitated, not responding immediately.

It was Jessica, who had been quietly standing aside, who took the phone and replied with a simple “Okay!”

Madison: “.

Jessica was earnest, “Madison, I know my brother is pursuing you, and I’m not trying to force anything on you. I just really think he’s at good guy. Of course, I won’t pressure you into a decision. You should give yourself a chance to be happy, right? Try it out, and if it doesn’t work, dump him. What do you have to lose?”

After a long look at Jessica, Madison reclaimed her phone, y, “Jessica, you’re quite the matchmaker.”

W******p.

Jessica was seeking sympathy.

-Big brother, my future sister-in-law called me a matchmaker.

-I demand compensation for emotional distress.

Ethan: If she insults you, you have to endure.

[A P**** notification for 50,000.00 yuan]

A crisp female voice announced the transaction, and Jessica immediately felt better: “Ah, that’s comforting.”

At the work passage.

At the end of the corridor, Madison spotted Ethan waiting. Jessica nudged her gently forward.

Ethan naturally took her suitcase, “The car’s this way.”

Jessica didn’t follow; she waved them off with a professional smile.

Once in the car, Madison’s tense nerves finally relaxed.

After wrapping up some work, Ethan turned to her, “I had William buy some fresh groceries. I’ll cook you a meal when we get home, okay?” Madison opened her eyes wide in disbelief, “… You’re cooking for me?”