All Chapters of Of Pillows and Pampering: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

Elijah must have guessed that that would be Sally’s reaction. He shook his head as he beckoned for Pierre to come forward. “You return home with Blair first. Leave the box of presents that Madam bought with us, and take everything else home.” Pierre nodded and handed the box to Elijah before he set off home in a taxi with Blair. Elijah decided to drive Sally from A City Airport to the village where Zoey was staying.Sally sat in the backseat and stared out the window at the sights racing past them. Her heart leaped with excitement when she thought about how excited her aunt and uncle would be when they saw what she had bought them! The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She was so excited that she began giggling to herself as she sat in the backseat. Sat in the driver’s seat, Elijah shook his head when he saw how ridiculously adorable his wife was actingThere was something about her that was so adorable that he always wanted to take her into his arms whe

Elijah furrowed his brows but nodded as he said, “Yes.” “Thank you.” The girl lowered her head and blew her nose before downing a third of the bottle’s contents. “To be frank… I’ve never been close to my father or brother.“Growing up, my mom was the only one who was ever genuinely kind to me.“Sadly…” Zoey laughed bitterly as tears flowed freely from her eyes. “I really miss my mom.” The sound of her choked-up voice was infectious. Evonne’s grip on her chopsticks trembled. She smiled bitterly. “You’re better off than I am.” A wave of sorrow washed over the girl as she looked into Zoey’s reddened eyes. “At least you have some good memories of your mom.“Do you know what I had?“Until I was seven years old, she just lay there, motionless.“My dad would wipe her down every day. A nurse would help give her fluids. All I could do was watch.“Every other kid had a mom who would scold them, hit them, hug them, and praise them.“My mom only ever lay there. She never mov

It was three in the afternoon by the time Sally and Elijah arrived at the Summers family Village. When they had set out from the airport that morning, Sally had called Shawn and told them that they would be arriving at two in the afternoon. However, because they had been held up by Zoey, it was almost half-past three by the time their car pulled to a stop at Shawn Summers’ door. “Uncle!” Sally sprinted toward the courtyard the minute she got out of the car. Elijah smiled as he opened the trunk and retrieved the box of gifts that she had brought along. As he brought their suitcases in, his sharp eyes noticed that there was a black sedan parked in the empty yard next to Shawn’s house. It seemed much too new to be a car that belonged to someone who lived in the village. “Uncle, these two are…” Sally had not expected to see two men in suits sitting on the couch with Shawn when she entered the room. The two men had lean builds and appeared to be athletic. It seemed that th

“Mr. Shawn Summers.” The two plain-clothes policemen still dutifully flashed their police badges even though there was no one else in the room. “We received a report from Ms. Freya Moses that stated you were involved in a fire that occurred thirteen years ago.” “Please come with us and allow us to conduct an investigation.” “Alright, I’ll come with you.” Shawn smiled as he turned and dragged the case of gifts that Sally had brought to the back door. He had made prior arrangements with Dom. Dom would take everything from the house once he left. Once done, he smiled as he extended his arms toward the officers. “Here.” Shawn smiled when the icy-cold handcuffs encircled his hands. It was as if they had traveled back to that one summer day thirteen years ago. That summer, Sally had caught a cold that was making its way through the village. At first, it had just been a combination of the virus and a fever, and there was nothing to be worried about. However, someone had

Elijah’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. “You fell sick in the summer?” “Yes.” Sally nodded obediently. “Now that you mention it, I must remind uncle the next time we visit.” “We should pay back the money we owe that distant relative even if he hasn’t made an appearance after all these years.” “It’s got to do with our credibility.” Elijah smiled as he nodded. “Sure. You talk to your uncle and tell him that I’ll foot the bill.” “After all, I should express my gratitude toward the person who saved my wife’s life.” Sally pursed her lips and nodded solemnly.Her phone rang just as she was about to say something else. The school counselor had sent a message in the group chat, telling everyone to buckle down and study hard for the upcoming finals. Moreover, he had sent Sally a private message reminding her that she would need to put in an extra amount of work to make up for the classes she had missed that semester and that he had a genius friend who had some free t