Classic Novel
Chapter 712
Drake asked, “Popcom?”
Skylar’s cheeks warmed at the disbelief in Drake’s voice. She realized it wasn’t every day someone called a doctor over something so trivial.
Drake must think her craving was off the charts.
But Joe’s tone was serious, as if he was discussing something crucial. After a brief pause, Drake finally agreed she could have some, but in moderation.
Once Joe got the all–clear, he told Skylar to wait. A few minutes later, he returned with a large bucket of popcorn. Skylar’s eyes lit up at the sight.
“Go ahead and enjoy it. You shouldn’t have to miss out on such a small pleasure while watching a movie,” Joe said. His eyes reflected the same warmth and sparkle as hers.
Skylar accepted the popcorn, her voice filled with happiness. “Thank you.”
The movie began, starting with lighthearted and cheerful moments. As the plot developed, it grew more intense, leading to a sudden and drastic turn of events.
The main characters, who had been separated due to a misunderstanding, met again but were still burdened by unresolved issues.
After finally clearing up their misunderstandings, the male lead was tragically killed in a car accident. The female lead believed he never loved her, so she married someone else and had children. Years later, she discovered the truth
about his death.
The final scene showed the female lead’s pale, shocked face as she learned the truth. What had begun as a seemingly promising story ended in a surreal, tragic twist.
After the movie ended, Joe turned to Skylar and muttered, “What a terrible movie. Both of them were too stubborn to talk it out. They might as well have been dead from the start.”
He couldn’t help but wonder how Paul had ended up booking such a disappointing movie.
Skyler took a while to recover. The movie wasn’t exactly good or bad, but the separation of two people who loved each other left her melancholic.
Seeing Skylar’s silence, Jon thought the movie had affected her mood. He took her hand as they left the cinema and said “We can talk about anything.”
He meant that she could speak whatever was on her mind.
Misunderstandings often arose from assumptions, and the terrible movie was
a reminder.
Skylar couldn’t help but smile. “Yes, we can talk openly, Don’t worry, I’ll definitely let you know if something is up.” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
As they got into the car, Joe’s phone rang with a familiar turie that seemed unusually loud in the confined space.
When Joe saw the unfamiliar number on his phone, his gaze darkened. His voice turned cold as he answered, “What’s up?”
His tone was sharp and to the point, devoid of any extraneous emotion–the weight of his words was enough to make whoever was on the other end of the line feel the pressure.
“I’m getting engaged the day after tomorrow. Bring Aunt Gloria along. My dad thought it would be good for the family to gather and discuss Martin Group’s current state.”
The caller was Edwin’s cousin, Derek Martin. Though he was only ten years older than Joe, the latter always addressed the former as Uncle Derek.
Joe merely responded with a hum. Then, he hung up without further conversation.
As he turned back to Skylar, the worry in her eyes struck him, suddenly making his heart clench.