Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

“Come in,” Elora responded while standing up, walking to the sofa, and sitting down.
Tatum pushed the door open and walked in. He brought her lunch.
“Miss, it’s time for lunch.”
Tatum placed the freshly prepared dishes on the coffee table one by one.
Elora was the only one eating, so he only prepared three dishes and one soup, and they were all enough for one person.
Elora was picky about food, and there weren’t many things that made her happy, so she didn’t eat much.
Elora looked at today’s dishes. They had changed and were no longer the same as yesterday’s dishes, but they were still
delicious.
Tatum considerately served her half a bowl of soup and asked her to drink it first to warm her body.
In fact, there was heating in the room, so Elora didn’t feel cold at all.
The clothes she wore were her daily work clothes, and she didn’t wear a thick coat. She didn’t even need one when going out.
She took the elevator straight down to the parking lot, and there was heating in the car.
She only needed to wear a thick coat when she was inspecting the factory where she was responsible for production.
“What’s fun in Duatemalo? You can go for a walk when you have time. You don’t have to stay in the hotel every day.”
Elora felt a little embarrassed for trapping Tatum in the hotel.
After all, Tatum was not just a chef; he was also a successful businessman.
After leaving the Ormond family, Tatum was also called President York by others.
Because she knew Tatum’s background, Elora’s attitude towards Tatum has always been different.
She admired those successful people who had built their empire through their own abilities.
Tatum was one of them.

Elora was capable, but she thought she was lucky. She was born into the Ormond family with a silver spoon in her mouth and
became the eldest daughter. She had opportunities and capital, received the best education, and took over the vast empire built
by her ancestors.
If she were allowed to start her own business from scratch, Elora didn’t know how many years it would take her to stand up and
own her own kingdom.
Tatum said, “I’ve been to all the fun places in the city center when I was free. I won’t go to the scenic spots in the suburbs
because they’re a bit far from the city and I can’t make it back to cook for you, young lady. I followed you to East City just to take
care of your three meals a day. My main responsibility is to make sure you don’t go hungry.”
In addition to cooking, Tatum also liked traveling and photography.
The recipes in his restaurant were all photographed and made by him.
However, he was responsible for Elora’s three meals a day, so it was not advisable for him to walk too far; he could only stroll
around the city.
“I also bought some Duatemalo specialties. I bought them after tasting them and found them delicious. I’ll bring some back for
everyone to try.”
He had also tried Duatemalo’s special dishes and snacks.
They may not be as delicious as his dishes, but he can try other special dishes. Trying more of them will help him in cooking.
Elora would sometimes point out problems with the dishes he cooked. After he corrected them, he would eat the same dishes
again and feel that they tasted better.
Tatum was glad that he knew the wife his grandmother had chosen for him was Elora, and he took action immediately.
Coming all the way here to be Elora’s personal cook was both challenging and allowed him to improve his cooking skills.