Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

Tatum had no clue the driver was sweating bullets over him stealing his job. As he drove, he shot Elora a quick question. "Sleep okay last night?"

At breakfast, with her little brothers around, both he and Elora had kept their cool, acting like nothing was up.

"Pretty good," she said, then let out a dainty yawn. She laughed at herself. "Slept fine, but I stayed up too late. Still dragging. Can you whip me up a coffee later? I'm useless without it."

She pulled long hours daily and barely slept. Coffee was her lifeline, though lately, even that was losing its punch. She used to down a cup in the morning and feel wired all day. Now?

Two cups barely kept her going, and sometimes she'd crash hard even after an evening dose.

"You got it," Tatum said with a nod.

"You should've taken an extra day off," he added, concern lacing his voice. "You got back way too late yesterday. Don't run yourself into the ground-health's what matters."

taking in the street scenes. Usually, she'd be buried in work during the ride, no time to notice the world outside. But today felt different. With the guy she liked next to her, just the two

to handle. I pushed some things off during my break, but if I take another day, it'll just hit me

a powerhouse, with

night," she went on, "my mom saw us hugging. She had a lot to say about

morning too. Asked a bunch of questions. I answered everything-hope she's cool

him up downstairs. He figured she'd caught the late-night

stressing. If he could win her over,

it. My parents will love you. If

move far away. But I laid it out for her last

clear: her marriage,