Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

Mornings were the only time Tatum could enjoy a peaceful conversation with Elora without disrupting her hectic schedule. He cherished these moments, especially during their morning jogs.

Luckily, Tatum was already used to early runs from his days in Wiltspoon.

"Good morning, Miss," Tatum greeted with a warm smile as Elora approached.

Elora, slightly winded from her run, slowed down and smiled back. "Good morning."

Since discovering that Tatum was the sixth young master of the prestigious York family in Wiltspoon, Elora's respect for him had deepened. Though she had already thought highly of him, his humility and determination impressed her even more. She admired how he had set aside his privileged background to master his craft as a chef. His journey-overcoming challenges, honing his skills, and ultimately earning his place as her private chef-had left a lasting impression on her. Whenever Tatum wasn't busy cooking, Elora treated him more like a friend than an employee.

side, they fell into

underway," Tatum remarked with

level of chaos. People like me wish

early every night. Your schedule seems so disciplined. That's great-keep it up. These days, with everyone glued to their phones, it's rare to find

Elora teased lightly. "Talking like that makes you sound

start early. People think they can get away with staying up

been neglecting their health for too long. Staying up late and overworking your body eventually leads to trouble." Elora listened thoughtfully, finding truth in