My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 50

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 50

“Please remain seated, you shouldn’t be moving around right now! You’re putting yourself in danger!” A flight attendant quickly stopped Ashlyn. Ashlyn did not heed her advice.

She continued walking forward quickly as she held on to the handles. Jenny shouted, “What are you doing? It’s dangerous!”

Ashlyn disregarded her and finally reached Nancy. Those flight attendants could not even stay as calm as Ashlyn.

She knelt down on one knee and helped the other flight attendant to get Nancy up.

The cabin was in a total mess. Kids started crying and some passengers even started shouting loudly.

“I don’t want to die!”

“Mommy!”

“Don’t tell me we are going to die!”

A few flight attendants tried comforting and assuring them, but to no avail.

“Please fasten your seatbelt, pull down the oxygen mask, and remain in your seat! Please be cooperative and trust our captain!”

The turbulence raged on. Everyone was tensed up and worried.

Even the flight attendants stuck to their seats and fastened their seatbelts.

The chaos behind her rolled on as Ashlyn checked if Nancy was okay. Nancy looked pale and she was sweating furiously.

“I am Ashlyn, a doctor in Riverdale First Hospital. Your body is very weak now, so please breathe slowly.”

She held her and sat her in the purser’s seat. “Take a rest,” she said softly.

An excruciating pain pierced through Nancy’s head. It was so painful she could not even speak.

She thought she would die as she sat on her seat disoriented and disheveled. “Thanks… Thanks…” She struggled to say something.

Her whole body was in extreme pain.

The cabin crew was all shocked. Although they had been on countless flights, they had never encountered anything like this before. A flight attendant who had only been flying for half a year was so afraid she started crying.

But she quickly collected herself.

She saw a kid before her and reached out to him, saying, “It’s okay, it’s okay, everything will be okay.”

The whole cabin was in disarray.

Fear got the best of everyone and they kept crying and scolding the pilot.

The flight attendants could do nothing to calm them down.

Suddenly a voice came from the broadcast speaker.

“Dear passengers, I’m the flight captain’s… wife, Ashlyn Berry. My husband, Lucas, is a professionally trained pilot. When I married him four years ago, he brought South Star Airlines back from the ashes. To make the company better, he worked hard for his pilot’s certificate. I was with him all the way—from when he was a trainee pilot to when he was a co-pilot—and until he became the captain today. I saw the hard work he put in, and I know he is capable. Please trust him. Since his wife is on this flight, he will make sure I am safe, and he will make sure all of you are safe. He will not desert us. He will bring us to safety.”

Ashlyn stood in front of the cockpit door and held the speaker in her hand, like a brave soldier cheering her comrades on. There was determination in her eyes, and there was assurance in her voice.

Her voice reached every corner of the cabin, and everyone heard her loud and clear.

Everyone finally quietened down and listened to her.

Suddenly, all became calm.

Her soothing voice brought tranquility to the passengers, and they felt comforted.

Seeing that everyone was more composed now, Ashlyn continued, “I’d like each of you to cooperate with us as we bring you to safety. Please remain seated, fasten your seatbelt, and wear the oxygen mask. Cabin crew, do your best to assist and reassure the passengers. South Star Airlines invested so much in training all of you so that you can stay professional and step up in times like this!”

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