The next day, Nathan was woken up by some noise. He found Zelia tugging at his pillow. "Mrs. Hillton, care to explain what you're doing?" Nathan pressed down on his pillow, his voice husky with sleepiness.
Zelia clutched the corner of the pillow, refusing to let go. She explained in a small voice, "I want your pillow."
"You want my pillow?" Nathan noticed the suitcase on the floor. "Where are you going?"
"Business trip to Korea." Zelia sat back by the window and pleaded, "Honey, your darling will have nightmares without your pillow. Will you give it to me?"
Zelia believed that Nathan's pillow could also cure her insomnia and nightmares. After all, the last time they quarreled, she had snatched his pillow away. Little did she know that Nathan had been sleeping with her every night. It w
