Love at First Novel by Gu Lingfei

Tatum said, "Miss, you should drink it now. If you wait too long, it'll get cold." Elora took the bowl of soup and sipped it gracefully.

After finishing half the bowl, she set it down. "I'm a little drunk, but not completely. I can still walk on my own, and my mind is clear. I remember everything I did and said. Half a bowl is enough for me."

It was late, and she didn't want to drink too much liquid before bed.

"Tatum, whose daughter is your fiancée? Where is she? If you don't mind, can you tell me?" Elora was persistent. She had asked him before, but he never gave her a straight answer.

He always brushed it off, saying he wanted to focus on work first and that marriage wasn't urgent. He reminded her that he was still in his twenties-his older brother didn't marry until thirty. If he didn't find a wife this year, he could wait a little longer.

Elora suddenly felt a pang of jealousy toward his fiancée. She didn't have to do anything, yet she already had him.

She wondered what his fiancée had done to win his grandmother's favor, enough for her to personally arrange the match and give him a one-year deadline to win her over.

her private chef for three months. That meant he had nine months left to fulfill his grandmother's

him as her chef indefinitely. If he was always by her side, cooking for her

as the

want to be an obstacle

even felt something deeper for him. But that was because he was extraordinary—a man unlike anyone

didn't need

to pursue his

Unless...

own choice—if he decided to reject his grandmother's arrangement, abandon the pursuit, and declare that she

if he walked away from his grandmother's plan, he would

he hadn't even met his fiancée yet. He hadn't started pursuing her. She