Elora smiled and said, "You can buy local specialties. I asionally go out to rx when I have time, but I never think of buying local specialties. Maybe I''m just picky about food. I don''t think it tastes good, so I don''t want to buy it."This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    Elora couldn''t eat many of the local specialties and snacks.


    "Every time I go to a ce, I buy some local specialties to bring back for my family to try. Sometimes I buy too much and give some to rtives and friends as gifts."


    Tatum always spoke with a smile, and when he looked at her with a smile, it was easy to get the illusion that he liked her.


    A calm person like Elora always felt happy when facing the gentle Tatum.


    No wonder Tinsley had a special liking for Tatum when she first met him, and would praise him from time to time, so much so that she always felt that Tinsley liked Tatum.


    "Have you eaten yet?" Elora retracted her gaze and did not meet Tatum''s eyes.


    She enjoyed her lunch gracefully.


    She was very satisfied with the lunch Tatum had prepared for her.


    "I''ll eatter." Tatum liked watching his wife elegantly savor the meals he prepared for her.


    He thought to himself that he was born to make breakfast, probably just for Elora.


    Grandma was also very capable. She carefully selected and traveled thousands of miles to find him a wife with a sharp tongue.


    If it weren''t for his excellent cooking skills, he would not be able to get this wife.


    At that time, they would do as Evan did, giving up the wife candidate chosen by grandma for them and chasing after one on their own.


    Tatum felt that it was too time-consuming to choose and pursue on his own, so he decided to follow the red lineid out by his grandmother. At least he had a goal, and he didn''t have to spend time choosing on his own.


    If he had that much time, he might as well cook a few more dishes.


    For Tatum, who loved cooking, he would rather stay in the kitchen and cook than go on blind dates or chase after a wife.


    Unless his future wife was very challenging for him, like Elora.


    In short, Tatum had only one thought when looking at Elora: if he cannot marry Elora, Elora may remain single and be an old aunt for the rest of her life.


    Elora: ... You put so much gold on your face!


    Tatum not only watched Elora eat, but also watched her intently with gentle eyes and brows. Anyone who didn''t know the truth would definitely say that he was looking at his beloved.


    "When you look at me like this, I feel like I''ve be a delicious dish in your eyes." Elora had to say something to him.


    Being stared at like this by him, Elora, who had a strong sense of self-control was a little En overwhelmed.


    "Miss, you eat very elegantly and beautifully. As a chef, Hike to watch diners happily enjoy the delicious food I cook."


    Tatum would not be stupid enough to tell Elora that she was his future wife.


    There was not even a hint of fate yet.


    He treated Elora as his own wife, but Elora treated him as a chef.


    If he told her, Elora would fire him immediately.


    Elora smiled and said, "I''ll go back to the hotel to eat tonight, so you don''t have to bring it over. Also, let''s eat dinner together and stop staring at me while I eat."


    She was a little affected.