Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

After breakfast, Elora glanced at Tatum and said, “Hey, Tatum, mind giving me a ride to the office?"

Tatum froze for a second. He hadn't expected Elora to ask him to drive her to work.

"No problem at all." he replied, snapping out of it. "I'll drop you off and swing back to prep lunch ingredients."

He was thrilled, honestly. Elora had a dedicated driver, so getting to chauffeur her was a rare treat.

Elora gave a quick nod.

Then she turned to her two younger brothers. "Alright, you two, finish up and get to school. Don't be late."

The boys exchanged a look, then glanced between her and Tatum. Something felt off about their big sister and Tatum, but they couldn't put their finger on it. Whatever-it was grown-up stuff. They shrugged it off and didn't bother guessing.

Ten minutes later, Tatum was behind the wheel, pulling out with Elora beside him. Two bodyguard cars trailed close behind.

the three vehicles disappear down the road, a flicker of unease crossing his face. Was Tatum

a cook, he thought bitterly. Since when does he get to play chauffeur for the young lady?

"You okay?"

butler strolled over, noticing the

Elora's headed to work. Why're you still

parking lot—no sign of Elora's usual car. The bodyguard vehicles

the butler, "I might be out of a

of a job? What, you planning to quit? You're doing great —why would you walk away? Pay too low or something else?

to be a cook, right? But now he's driving the young lady to work every day. If he's doing my job, what's left for me? I'm basically unemployed already. She even asked him to

overthinking this. Miss Elora's not replacing you. If she were, she'd give me a heads-up to start hunting for a new driver before cutting you

you. She's not firing you without a damn

in, dropping his voice. "Look, her asking Tatum to drive? That's

The driver's eyes widened.