Married at First Sight novel (Serenity and Zachary York)

Married At First Sight Chapter 3906-3910 Chapter 3906

Tatum's passion for cooking was evident in everything he did, from the precision of his dishes to the calm confidence he exuded. Of course, it didn't hurt that he was undeniably handsome. Sevyn Ormond, ever the lighthearted one, grinned as she watched him. "Honestly, even if the food wasn't delicious, I'd probably still feel like I'm dining on delicacies just looking at him," she quipped. Sevyn was notorious for being swayed by a good-looking face, and she owned it unapologetically.

Elora chuckled, shaking her head at her sister's comment. "Let's get one thing straight-whatever you're tasting is because of Tatum's skills, not me. He's the one who makes it happen." Tatum, standing nearby, smiled modestly. "I'm the chef for Miss Elora. I follow her lead," he said in his usual calm, steady tone.

The underlying message was clear: if Elora didn't agree to something, no one else could dream of having it. This earned a round of laughter from the other Ormond sisters, who couldn't help but admire his loyalty. Everything Tatum did revolved around Elora. His dedication was unwavering, almost as if she were the center of his world.

Elora gave him a knowing smile. "You should get some rest, Tatum. My sisters and I are just going to relax here for a while. When the boys are done playing in the snow, we'll head back inside."

With a polite nod, Tatum left the gazebo. On his way back, he stopped briefly to engage in the snowball fight with the younger brothers, eliciting delighted shrieks of laughter from them before retreating to his quarters.

they watched him go, Sevyn leaned closer to Elora, her tone half-serious, halfteasing. "Sister, Tatum is too perfect. He's so good that I can't help

I haven't checked? Twice? His background is spotless. He's from Wiltspoon, a thousand miles away. No connections to this place or to us before now. The only reason

has any ulterior motives, I'd say they've developed after meeting you. He's so attentive to you-it's

just

mischievously. It was true; Élora had often teased her about how much she admired Tatum's good looks and talent. "Maybe," she

had won over not just her, but also her family, from the elders to the youngest siblings. Yet, she couldn't detect even

Elora said firmly, though a

giggling, Tinsley teased again, "Honestly, sister, the guy your classmate introduced you to doesn't even

tapping Tinsley lightly on the

emboldened by the casual