Chapter 1037

“It’s a long story, I can’t explain over the phone. Just come quickly, Mrs. Martin.” Paul hung up.

Skylar turned to Steven. “Steven, something’s wrong with Joe. I need to go home. Help me make an excuse for Mom.”

Steven didn’t inquire further. The sudden pallor on her face suggested an emergency.

Skylar hurried back to Galaxy Villa. Inside, she found Paul, Howard, and two doctors. Howard was descending the stairs, escorted by the doctors.

Paul approached Skylar. “Mr. Martin had an international conference call scheduled. He fainted a few minutes beforehand! He woke up on the way to the hospital and refused to go, insisting on returning to Galaxy Villa.” A rare seriousness etched Paul’s features.

Clearly, Joe was in grave danger.

Skylar immediately asked Howard, “How is he now?”

“Don’t worry, Mrs. Martin. I’ll explain everything later,” Howard said calmly, ushering the doctors out before continuing. “Mr. Martin’s insomnia likely triggered the fainting spell. It’s an old problem flaring up.”

Surprised, Paul said, “Mr. Martin hasn’t suffered from insomnia in a long time.” He knew Joe had insomnia and took medication, but it wasn’t meant for frequent use. Since his marriage, Joe rarely sent him for refills. He suddenly remembered Joe had been staying elsewhere for weeks. Had his insomnia resurfaced after his separation from Skylar? He’d always sensed a certain… magic about Skylar.

“Whatever the cause, Mr. Martin needs rest. If it’s nothing serious, don’t tell him and worry him unnecessarily. I happened to find some medication overseas. We can use this as an opportunity to try it. Perhaps it will help his sleep,” Howard said, unsure if the medication would be effective. Joe disliked medication, taking it only after several sleepless nights. He was, Howard admitted, the most difficult patient he’d ever encountered.

“Medication? Will it work?” Paul knew Joe well.

“Let’s try. He can’t continue like this. If his sleeplessness persists, he’ll be at risk, no matter how healthy he is,” Howard sighed.

Skylar said, “I’ll go upstairs and see him.”

After she left, Paul commented, “He never loses sleep while at Galaxy Villa. His recent absence has triggered the insomnia. I doubt medication will be effective; it won't work as well unless Mr. Martin comes back here.”

Howard was intrigued. He whispered, “Did you think I didn’t realize? Why else would I say he wouldn’t survive long? They’ve been arguing. But Skylar seems extremely worried about Mr. Martin.”

Paul rolled his eyes. Did Howard think him blind?

“If they don’t reconcile, Mr. Martin won’t last. Do something!” Howard urged.

Paul frowned. “Do you think I’m Superman? Why would I know what to do?” Being Joe’s secretary wasn't easy; Paul hadn’t yet turned thirty, but already suffered from premature hair loss.

Howard glared. “If all else fails, we could… spike their drinks. I could get some…”