Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 3905

Married At First Sight Chapter 3905 
Chapter 3905 
Annenburg, Province X 
At the Ormond family estate, the air was filled with the laughter of children and the quiet warmth of a winter afternoon. After lunch, Elora and her cousins sat under the gazebo in the snow-dusted yard, enjoying each other’s company while watching their younger brothers play gleefully in the snow. 
Tatum, the private chef Elora had recently hired, approached the gazebo with a tray in hand. His arrival was as calming as a warm breeze on a frosty day. 
As he stepped onto the gazebo, a natural, genuine smile lit up his face. The Ormond sisters exchanged quick glances; they had all noticed how charming Tatum was. His cooking was exceptional, but it wasn’t just his culinary skills that made him stand out. There was something about his demeanor—his warmth and quiet attentiveness—that made him a joy to have around. Even the bitter cold seemed less biting in his presence. 
The young women weren’t cold, though. Their clothing was warm and luxurious, perfectly suited for the wintry weather. What made this day special was the rare opportunity to be together. Between work and studies, time for family bonding was scarce. Elora’s invitation to enjoy the snowy scenery had brought them all together, and the nostalgia of childhood memories bubbled up as they watched the younger boys dive into snowball fights, their laughter echoing through the yard. 
“Miss, I’ve brought the freshly brewed tea,” Tatum said politely as he set the tray down. He placed the teapot on a small portable stove to keep it warm, along with a selection of snacks designed to be eaten hot. His thoughtfulness was evident; nothing would grow cold on his watch. 
Elora nodded in appreciation but waved him off gently. “We’ve just finished lunch, 
Tatum. We’re not hungry yet. You should rest—you’ll need your energy to prepare dinner later.” 
Tatum paused, his expression thoughtful. “The young masters mentioned they’d like to have hot pot for dinner tonight. What do you think, Miss?” 
Though others in the family might share their preferences, it was Elora’s decision that mattered most. Tatum worked exclusively for her, tailoring his dishes to her tastes and preferences above all else. 
Elora’s gaze shifted to her younger brother Alonzo, who was busy hurling snowballs with unrestrained joy. A tender smile softened her face. “If Alonzo wants hot pot, then hot pot it is,” she said warmly. She turned to her cousins with an inviting grin. “You should all join us tonight. Hot pot is always better with more people around the table.” The group eagerly agreed. 
The confidence Elora placed in Tatum was unshakable. Since he had become her private chef, meals had transformed from mere sustenance to delightful experiences. 
He had an innate talent for creating flavors she didn’t know she craved. Even with hot pot—something she rarely enjoyed in the past because the soup bases had always fallen short—she had no doubts Tatum would excel. 
Tatum’s presence in the Ormond household had become a topic of admiration. Not only was he skilled and professional, but his dedication to refining his craft was unparalleled. It was said that despite already being accomplished, he had taken the position as Elora’s chef to perfect his cooking. 
Elora’s reputation for having a discerning palate and exacting standards was no secret. But instead of being deterred, Tatum had embraced the challenge, using her feedback to hone his skills even further. Each dish he prepared reflected his meticulous attention to detail and his commitment to improvement. 
“Thank you, Sister,” Sevyn, the third Ormond daughter, chimed in with a smile. “It’s been such a busy year, and I haven’t had much time to enjoy family meals. Tonight will be special.” 
As they sipped tea and chatted under the gazebo, the warmth of family and the promise of Tatum’s expertly prepared hot pot made the cold winter day feel brighter and more inviting.