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“Well, I’m back—and I had a midnight snack,” Elora said, glancing at her mother’s expression. She could tell right away—her mother had seen her and Tatum hugging.
After a brief silence, she decided to speak first.
“Mom.”
“Elora.”
They spoke at the same time, then fell silent again.
“You go first, Mom.” Elora stepped closer. “You’re clearly not sleepy yet. Come to my room—we can have a mother-daughter chat.”
That way, they wouldn’t disturb her father and brother.
Mrs. Ormond followed her daughter into the bedroom.
She rarely entered Elora’s space. Ever since Elora started junior high, she had made it a point not to go into her daughter’s room without permission.
As her children grew, they needed their own privacy, and she respected that.
“Mom, sit down. Do you want some water?” Elora asked, noticing her mother’s hesitation. She motioned for her to sit on the sofa.
“I’m not thirsty. No need for water.” Mrs. Ormond studied her daughter for a moment before saying, “Elora, you just got back from a business trip. Why don’t you take a hot bath first? I’ll sit here for a bit, and we can talk after.”
Truthfully, she needed a little time to process what she had just seen.
Tatum was a wonderful man, and his cooking was exceptional—so exceptional that Elora hadn’t gotten tired of it after all this time.
She had assumed her daughter’s private chef arrangement would only last for a short period, thinking that Tatum was simply doing his job to stay employed.
She had also noticed how attentive Tatum was to Elora, but she hadn’t thought too much of it.
And as for Elora, her gentleness toward Tatum hadn’t concerned her either. After all, Tatum wasn’t just any chef—he was the sixth young master of the prestigious York family from Wiltspoon.
Her daughter had always admired capable, successful individuals. It was only natural that her attitude toward Tatum had softened once she learned of his background.
But Mrs. Ormond hadn’t expected sparks to fly between them.
She had always been mindful of Elora’s future, often arranging introductions to outstanding young men in the city. But none of those meetings ever led to anything.
She had no idea what kind of man her daughter was waiting for.
When she asked, Elora would simply say she wasn’t focused on relationships. Her priority was managing the company and training her younger brother to take over one day.
Given their family’s circumstances, and the fact that Elora was still in her twenties, not yet thirty, Mrs. Ormond hadn’t pushed her.
She was, however, particular about her future son-in-law.
The Ormond family’s wealth and power made them a target. If Elora married the wrong man—someone ambitious with ulterior motives—it could bring disaster.
Not only would her daughter suffer in an unhappy marriage, but she could also be manipulated, leading to devastating consequences for the entire family.
Even with a son to inherit the business, the risk of outsiders gaining control was a real concern.
And if something ever broke Elora—if she was deceived, hurt, and unable to recover—it would destroy her future.
Tatum…
He was a good man. That much was undeniable.
He was the same age as Elora, and they got along well.
He was gentle, refined, and treated others with warmth and respect.
His family background was impeccable, which was rare and valuable.
But he was from Wiltspoon—too far from the Ormond family.
That was the real problem.
It wasn’t that she wanted to keep Elora tied down or force her to carry the family burden alone.
But a marriage that took her daughter so far away?
That was a risk she wasn’t sure she could accept.
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When Mrs. Ormond saw the two young people embracing just now, her heart nearly stopped. It felt like the sky was crashing down around her. In that moment, she almost screamed.
But she had instinctively covered her mouth, forcing herself to stay silent.
As soon as the couple let go of each other, she spun around and walked away, no longer watching from the stairs. She wanted to pretend she hadn’t seen anything, to go back to her room and process it quietly.
But she couldn’t.
She had to talk to her daughter.
Just as she was struggling with her emotions, Elora came upstairs. And now, here she was, sitting in her daughter’s room.
Elora studied her mother’s expression for a moment before saying, “Alright, Mom, stay here. I’m going to take a hot bath.”
Mrs. Ormond simply nodded.
As Elora disappeared into the bathroom, her mother let out a deep sigh.
Now that she had calmed down and thought about it more clearly, she had to admit—damn it, Tatum and her daughter were a perfect match.
The thought unsettled her. She couldn’t sit still.
She got up and started pacing the room, her fingers absentmindedly brushing over objects on the shelves and desk, as if keeping her hands busy would settle her restless thoughts.
Her gaze landed on the bedside table, where a large framed family photo stood.
It had been taken during the New Year, back when her parents—Elora’s grandparents—were still alive.
Feeling a pull in her chest, she walked over, picked up the frame, and sat down on the bed.
Elora’s face in the photo radiated pure joy.
Back then, the weight of the family legacy hadn’t yet fallen onto her young shoulders. She had still been a carefree girl, untouched by responsibility.
But that changed the moment she was pushed into the top position at such a young age.
Since then, that bright, unburdened smile had rarely appeared.
Mrs. Ormond often thought that if her firstborn had been a son, things would have been different. A son would have carried the family burden, and Elora could have continued living a free and easy life.
All the wealthy families in this city had sons to take over their businesses. Their daughters might help out, but they didn’t carry the full weight of responsibility. They lived without pressure.
They had the freedom to do what they wanted, to fall in love with whomever they chose.
Elora never had that freedom.
No daughter of the Ormond family ever did.
Yes, there were two young boys in the next generation, but they were still too little to shoulder any responsibility. Instead of being heirs, they were the ones being protected by their older sisters.
The more she thought about it, the heavier the guilt settled in her chest.
She felt like a failure.
She hadn’t given her daughter a brother to share the burden.
As parents, she and her husband hadn’t been able to shield Elora from the storms of life.
“Mom.”
Elora’s voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
She looked up to see her daughter standing in the doorway, fresh from her bath.
Noticing the empty sofa, Elora had immediately guessed that her mother had wandered into the bedroom.
And now, she found her sitting on the bed, holding the photo frame—tears in her eyes.
“You’re done.”
Mrs. Ormond quickly wiped her eyes, setting the frame back on the bedside table.
“When I saw this photo, I was reminded of happier times,” she said, forcing a small smile. “I suddenly missed your grandparents. My in-laws were wonderful people—they treated us daughters-in-law like their own daughters. I just got overwhelmed thinking about them.”
She didn’t dare admit the truth.
That she was crying not just from nostalgia—But because she felt helpless.Because she felt like she had failed her daughter.
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Elora walked over and sat beside her mother.
Mrs. Ormond shifted uncomfortably. “Let’s go outside. This is your bedroom. I shouldn’t have come in without asking.”
She felt like she had invaded her daughter’s private space.
“Mom, don’t be like that. We’re mother and daughter—real mother and daughter,” Elora said with a soft smile, sensing her mother’s discomfort. “We’re not strangers. You don’t need permission to be here.”
Maybe it was because Elora had been so caught up with work that she hadn’t spent much time with her parents in a long while.
She left early, came home late. Some months, they barely even saw each other—despite living under the same roof.
By the time she left for work in the morning, her parents were still asleep. When she came home at night, they had already gone to bed.
Unless she had a rare weekend off, their paths hardly crossed. But back then, she was too busy even for weekends at home.
Now, with her cousins stepping up to help, she could finally afford to take weekends off and relax.
Still, her position of power had created a distance. It had made her parents cautious around her.
Realizing this, Elora reached for her mother’s arm and rested her head on her shoulder.
Her voice softened. “It’s been a long time since I leaned on my mom.”
The simple gesture stirred something deep in Mrs. Ormond.
She instinctively wrapped an arm around her daughter’s shoulders, a smile tugging at her lips. “And it’s been a long time since I’ve held you like this.”
She let out a quiet sigh. “I used to think of you as my little girl. But in the blink of an eye, you’ve grown up. You’ve become my pillar of strength—the head of this family.”
Her voice turned somber. “Elora, have you ever blamed us? Your father and I… we weren’t able to help you. When your grandparents passed, everything fell on you. If we had been stronger, maybe you wouldn’t have had to carry so much at such a young age.”
She paused, her voice heavy with regret. “I saw how tired you were, how hard it was for you. But I couldn’t do anything to help. The only thing I could do was take care of the house, make sure you had one less thing to worry about.”
Elora let herself relax, melting into the warmth of her mother’s embrace. It reminded her of when she was a child, when things were simpler.
“I never blamed you,” she said gently. “When I was little, Grandpa and Grandma told me that I was the heir of our family. That one day, the responsibility would fall on my shoulders. I knew this was my path. It wasn’t easy, but I got through it. And look—we’re in a much better place now.”
She lifted her head slightly. “Mom, running the company is tough and demanding, but once you gain experience, it gets easier to manage. And I have help now—Tinsley, Sevyn, even Violeta. Things aren’t as overwhelming as they used to be.”
A hint of pride entered her voice. “I’ve also changed a lot of the senior management. Almost all of them now were promoted by me. The old managers have retired. They’re no longer here to challenge my decisions or pressure me with their so-called experience.”
Back when she first took over, the biggest obstacle hadn’t been the greedy relatives eyeing the Ormond fortune—it had been the company’s old executives.
Most of them had been handpicked by her grandfather. They had spent decades working alongside him, dedicating their best years to the family business.
Elora had always respected them.
But that respect hadn’t stopped them from making things difficult for her.
They had watched her grow up. They admitted she was capable, but to them, she was just a teenager. They had been in the industry for twenty, thirty years.
And they didn’t hesitate to remind her of it.
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The old managers had been set in their ways. They never truly respected Elora. They kept pushing back, making things as difficult for her as possible.
For two years, she had walked on eggshells, constantly on edge, never allowing herself to relax.
But once she stabilized her position and firmly took control, she began phasing them out, replacing them little by little. One by one, they retired, stepping down to enjoy their old age.
Now, the company’s leadership was fully aligned with her. She had earned their trust and command.
“I’ve seen everything you’ve been through,” Mrs. Ormond said, her voice laced with pain. “I know how much you’ve suffered, how much you’ve endured.” She let out a sigh. “At the end of the day, it’s still because your father and I weren’t strong enough. Look at your best friend, Rosie. She has no pressure, no responsibilities weighing her down. She gets to do what she loves, marry whoever she wants, and live a carefree, happy life. She’s not as capable as you, and she doesn’t hold the same status in this city, but… I would rather you had her life. That’s the way a wealthy young woman should live.”
Elora smiled. “Mom, you’re not a fish—how can you know what makes a fish happy?” she said lightly. “Everyone defines happiness differently. Rosie and I are just on different paths. I like my life the way it is. I have control over everything, and that’s what brings me fulfillment.”
Mrs. Ormond chuckled softly. “You have a good mindset. That puts me at ease.” But her expression grew serious. “Still, there’s one thing that worries me—the most important thing in your life.”
She hesitated, then finally asked, “Elora… when did things start between you and Tatum?”
She had no idea when it had happened, even though it had been right under her nose.
Had she been too blind to notice? Or had she simply not wanted to see it?
Elora sat up and turned to face her mother.
When their eyes met, she could see the worry in Mrs. Ormond’s gaze.
Elora sighed inwardly. She had known all along that once her parents found out about Tatum, they would be concerned.
“Mom, if I told you that Tatum and I haven’t actually started anything yet, would you believe me?” she said softly. “I only recently realized how I truly feel about him. I don’t see him as just an employee—I admire him. That’s the truth. And knowing that he has a fiancée… it makes me uneasy.”
She held her mother’s gaze. “Mom, you’ve seen the way he treats me. I never thought much of it before, but now I understand—he’s always seen me as his future wife.”
Mrs. Ormond frowned. “But didn’t you say he already has a fiancée? That his grandmother arranged it for him?”
She hesitated, concern etched across her face. “He told you his grandmother gave him a year to win over his fiancée, right? He’s been working here for a few months already… Does that mean he’ll be resigning soon to fulfill his grandmother’s wishes?”
She sighed. “Elora, I won’t deny that Tatum is an incredible man. The two of you would make a great match. But he’s engaged. We don’t need to interfere in someone else’s relationship.”
Her voice was gentle but firm. “There are many good men out there. You’ll meet someone even better.”
Elora let out a soft laugh. “Mom, I would never be a mistress. I’d never come between someone else’s relationship. But please—just listen to me.”
She took a deep breath. “Tatum does have a fiancée. But I’m the one his grandmother chose.”
A stunned silence fell over the room.
Mrs. Ormond’s eyes widened. “What…?” she whispered. “How could it be you? When did you and Tatum even meet before he started working here?”
Her mind was spinning. How could two people who had never crossed paths before end up engaged?
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Elora answered honestly, “Mom, I met Tatum for the first time the day he came for the interview.”
When she first saw Tatum, she was taken aback.
She had expected a chef with such exceptional cooking skills to be at least 40 years old. But to her surprise, Tatum was only in his twenties.
If he hadn’t personally prepared two dishes for her during the interview, she might have doubted whether he had actually cooked them himself.
Not only was Tatum young, but he was also handsome and refined. At first glance, Elora wouldn’t have guessed he was a chef.
Watching him cook in person, tasting the food he made, and confirming the flavors erased any doubts—those incredible dishes were definitely his work.
Yet, she still had her reservations.
She didn’t voice them at the time, though. Instead, she let him pass the interview.
She figured that if he was truly skilled, it would become clear once he started working. If he had just gotten lucky in the interview, his abilities would be obvious soon enough. As a private chef, he would have to handle everything himself—there would be no way to rely on anyone else.
Time proved his talent.
Tatum shared that he had loved cooking since childhood. Despite his young age, he had already spent 20 years honing his craft.
Experience makes the master.
He had trained under several seasoned chefs, learning from the best. His natural talent, combined with years of practice, made him exceptional.
“I only met him for the first time at the interview. How could his fiancée be you?” Mrs. Ormond questioned. “Elora, don’t be fooled. If you told me you two had known each other before but forgot and later reconnected, I might believe it. But you had no prior connection. You didn’t even know his name when he interviewed. Our family has no ties to the Yorks. It’s a stretch to say you’re his fiancée.”
She didn’t want to believe Tatum was lying, but the whole situation seemed far-fetched.
“Mom, you missed the key point,” Elora explained. “His grandmother chose his fiancée for him. She gave him a photo with her name and basic details, then gave him a year to win her over.”
For a man like Tatum—talented, handsome, and seemingly loyal—it wouldn’t take a year for a woman to fall for him. Elora herself had only needed three or four months. Not even half a year.
Grandma York clearly had faith in her grandsons.
That’s why she gave them a year to pursue their chosen partners.
“It wasn’t Tatum who picked me, Mom. Grandma York did. Do you really think he came all this way to be a private chef just because he loves cooking? He knew I was the woman his grandmother had chosen, so he kept an eye on our family. He knew I was hiring a private chef, so he made his move. I don’t know how Grandma York found out about me, but she’s a remarkable woman. When she was younger, she traveled extensively—not just for leisure, but to find suitable wives for her grandsons.”
Elora continued, “Mom, you know our family’s status in Annenburg. I carry a lot of responsibility. Grandma York wouldn’t have had any trouble learning about me.”
Mrs. Ormond suddenly felt uneasy. “If that old lady wanted to harm our family, we wouldn’t even see it coming.”
Without their knowledge, Grandma York had investigated Elora, studied her personality, and quietly orchestrated everything—placing Tatum in her life as a private chef, letting emotions grow naturally. Tatum was securing both love and career at the same time.
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After a brief silence, Elora said, “Grandma York wouldn’t harm us for no reason. Even in business, our companies are in completely different industries. We don’t have any business connections, so there’s nothing to worry about. If she weren’t looking for a wife for her grandson, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths.”
She was relieved that their family had never had conflicts with the Yorks. They were from different provinces, different cities—there had never been any interaction, let alone hostility.
Otherwise, as her mother had said, they might have been manipulated without even realizing it.
The old lady was elderly now, no longer managing business affairs—her only concern was her grandsons’ marriages.
Although she had raised them to be outstanding men, there was still a gap between them and her.
Experience was invaluable.
Zachary York, the current head of the family, would need another ten or twenty years in the business world to reach the old lady’s level.
“Since Grandma York gave Tatum a photo with his fiancée’s details, Elora, you should ask him if he has a picture of you. Just to be sure,” Mrs. Ormond suggested.
Elora replied, “I’ve met Grandma York. From what she said, I have no doubt that I’m the woman she chose for Tatum. Mom, I wasn’t on a business trip these past two days—I was in Annenburg. Grandma York and her daughters-in-law were vacationing at FC Manor, so I flew there. I met her and confirmed that I’m the fiancée Tatum was talking about.”
Mrs. Ormond was stunned. “How were you so sure?”
“I put the pieces together,” Elora said confidently.
“Tatum has feelings for me—I can sense it. He insists on following his grandmother’s wishes and marrying the woman she picked, but he spends every day in our house and never interacts with any other women. That’s when I started to suspect that his fiancée was me.”
If it had been anyone else, Elora might have been annoyed.
But it was Tatum—a man she had already grown close to, someone she trusted and cared for. Instead of being upset, she felt an unexpected sense of fate.
Mrs. Ormond sighed. “I didn’t give it much thought because I trusted you. You’ve always had excellent self-control when it comes to relationships. I just assumed Tatum was treating you well because of his job.”
But in reality, the two had already begun to develop feelings for each other—quietly, naturally.
As a mother, Mrs. Ormond had been completely unaware.
For the first time, she felt like she had failed her role.
She hadn’t been paying enough attention to her daughter.
Now that Elora was leading the family, standing strong without needing her parents’ support, it was actually her parents and younger brother who now relied on her.
Mrs. Ormond’s focus had been on her son—her only boy, born when she was older. He was still young, and most of her attention was on him.
She hadn’t realized just how much she had overlooked her daughter.
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Elora went quiet for a moment before speaking up. “Mom, I might not have dated anyone yet, but I’m not naive. When a guy’s nice to a woman, there’s always a reason behind it. From day one, Tatum was good to me—no, scratch that, he treated me like I was already his fiancée. His kindness wasn’t random; it had a purpose.”
They just hadn’t paid much attention to it back then.
“What about those private chefs we had before…?”
Elora trailed off. She didn’t need to finish. The chefs she’d hired in the past weren’t like Tatum. They were older, married, with kids of their own. They wouldn’t dream of crossing lines with her, the eldest daughter of the family.
“Elora, listen,” Mrs. Ormond said, her tone warm but firm. “Tatum’s a solid guy. Our whole family’s taken a liking to him—that’s just the truth. Even if you two don’t end up as a couple, we’d still want him around. You were off on that business trip the past couple days, over at FC Manor, and he didn’t cook while you were gone. Your brothers couldn’t deal, and honestly, neither could I. He’s only been here a few months, and he’s already got our taste buds wrapped around his finger.”
Mrs. Ormond let out a heavy sigh. “That’s not exactly a good thing. Maybe you should bring in some other chefs, mix it up a bit, so we’re not all hooked on Tatum’s cooking.”
Truth was, Tatum didn’t whip up anything exotic—just the usual dishes they’d always eaten. But he had a way of making them tastier, with more variety thrown in.
Alonzo and Angelo were obsessed. When Tatum made meals for the kids, he went all out—way more effort than the chefs before him. Top-notch ingredients were a given, but he’d shape them into little animals the boys loved. He’d even recreate characters from whatever cartoon was trending, nailing the look and the flavor. How could the kids not go crazy for that?
The guy paid attention to detail.
Even off the clock, he looked out for the boys—taking them out to play or sitting with them while they did homework. Tutoring wasn’t really needed; both kids were sharp as tacks. But they were still little rascals, always itching to run around instead of focusing.
That’s where supervision came in.
When the adults at home tried watching them, it usually ended in frustration—yelling matches that strained things. But Tatum? He had a knack for keeping them on track. Whether it was homework, reading, drawing, or piano practice, he’d get them to buckle down without breaking a sweat. And when it was time to play, he let them cut loose.
Mrs. Ormond couldn’t help but marvel. Tatum was a gem—skilled, versatile, patient, and great with the kids.
She’d even toyed with the idea of pitching a raise to Elora, maybe asking him to moonlight as a tutor for the boys. In her eyes, he was already outshining the one they’d hired.
But then, out of nowhere, Elora started catching feelings for him.
After a long pause, Elora spoke again. “Mom, Tatum’s said he trains the other chefs here. When he’s not around, they can handle it just fine. Didn’t you all eat their food the past two days? I’m just picky, that’s all. Don’t act like we’d starve without him. No need to hire anyone else—I love his cooking, and I could eat it forever without getting bored. Let him cook for me for life. I bet he’d be thrilled to.”
Mrs. Ormond’s heart skipped a beat.
Was her daughter seriously hinting at marrying Tatum?
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Mrs. Ormond hesitated, her voice tight with emotion. “Elora, we don’t want you marrying someone far off. Tatum’s great, don’t get me wrong, but he’s from way out there. You know how much our family leans on you now.”
“Mom, I get it,” Elora replied, steady and sure. “I’m marrying Tatum, but I’m not leaving Annenburg. The family company’s mine—I’m not stepping away from it. I’ll even keep living here at home. You don’t have to worry I’ll check out once I tie the knot.”
Mrs. Ormond’s eyes widened. “Wait, Elora—have you and Tatum already hashed out what happens after the wedding? Is he cool with being our live-in son-in-law?”
If Tatum was down for that, she could get behind this marriage.
A spark flickered in Mrs. Ormond’s chest. Her daughter had snagged a top-tier guy from the York family—talk about a win. If Tatum joined the household, he could lighten Elora’s load and have her back. Plus, with the York family’s clout behind him, no one would dare mess with the Ormonds. Sure, both families were loaded, but the Yorks had numbers—the kind of deep bench the Ormonds lacked.
“He’s fine with it,” Elora said plainly. “I checked with Grandma York, and she’s chill about it too. Said she’s good with whatever Tatum decides. But honestly, with my little brother around, I don’t need Tatum moving in permanently.”
“He’s already our chef, right? His gig’s here. Once we’re married, he’s got to show up for work anyway. He’ll be living here most of the time—what’s the difference between that and being a live-in son-in-law? During holidays, I’ll carve out time to visit his family, keep the in-laws happy, show some respect. But day-to-day, we’re here. It won’t mess with my job or our family.”
Mrs. Ormond nodded slowly. “Just keep doing your thing, living life your way.”
Elora smiled. “When Alonzo’s old enough to take the reins, I’ll step back, retire, and jet off with Tatum to see the world. As for his business, he can pop in now and then to check on it. He’s got a solid team running things—people he trusts—and his brothers back home won’t let it crash and burn if something goes sideways.
I saw how it works when I was at FC Manor. The fifth Johnson brother, Remy, handles their company’s Wiltspoon branch. He’s based there most of the time—basically a son-in-law to the Stone family. But Elisa Stone, his wife, says she doesn’t need him moving in. In practice, though, Remy’s life’s pretty much the same as if he had. He bought a place right next door to her family, became their neighbor. Elisa’s got her parents’ house a stone’s throw away post-marriage. I figure Tatum and I could do something like that.
In a few days, I’ll bring it up with him—tell him to grab a house nearby, make it his spot here. Give him a real home, a place to crash, so he doesn’t feel like he’s just the guy who married into our family. Right now, with things heating up between us, he’s fine with the idea. But down the road, if the spark fades, he might start feeling like it’s a blow to his pride, living under our roof. That’d suck. If he’s got his own place, he won’t stew over it. And if we do get hitched, I can move in there with him—start our own little vibe, just the two of us.”
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The family knew how to give her space—they wouldn’t bug her unless it was a big deal.
Well, except maybe her two little brothers, who’d probably sneak over to mooch some free meals whenever they got the chance.
Mrs. Ormond started to say something but swallowed her words. Deep down, she couldn’t argue with her daughter’s plan—it was pretty darn smart.
Elora broke the silence. “Mom, don’t stress about me and Tatum. I’ve got this under control. Bottom line: I’m not gonna let myself get the short end of the stick.” Her voice was calm but firm, reassuring her mom she was calling the shots in her own love life.
Parents could weigh in with advice, sure, but the final say? That was hers.
“Anyway, Mom, it’s late,” Elora added. “Head back to your room and crash. I’m beat too—got a big meeting at the company tomorrow.”
Mrs. Ormond got up. “Alright, get some sleep then.”
Tomorrow, she’d track down Tatum for a real talk.
She needed to hear straight from him—what was he thinking? Was he for real about all this?
Elora walked her mom to the door, said goodnight, and shut it behind her. With her mind finally settled on a plan, she felt lighter. She climbed into bed, and sleep hit her like a truck—out cold in minutes.
Mrs. Ormond, though? Not so much. Back in her own room, she didn’t want to wake her husband, so she’d slipped out quietly earlier. But now, lying in bed, her brain wouldn’t shut off. She flipped one way, then the other, restless as hell—until she accidentally jostled Mr. Ormond awake.
“Honey, what’s up with you?” he mumbled, rolling over to face her. His eyes cracked open, concern etched on his sleepy face. “You’re flopping around like a fish on a grill. You feeling okay, or is something eating at you?”
He propped himself up a little. “Last time you were this restless was the night Alonzo was born.”
Mrs. Ormond let out a long sigh. “I’m worried. Flip the light on—I can’t sleep. Let’s talk.”
Mr. Ormond groaned softly. “What’s stressing you out now? You’ve gotta stop overthinking everything—it’s bad for you. Took us years to get your health back on track.”
Still, he reached over and flicked on the bedside lamp.
Mrs. Ormond sat up, hugging her knees. “I don’t want to overthink and mess myself up, but this is about Elora’s future—her whole life. How am I supposed to not care? Sure, she’s got it handled, but still—she’s our girl, and she’s got big plans.”
Mr. Ormond blinked, registering it was about their eldest. Then he reached for the lamp again. “Alright, lights out. Sleep. Elora’s a rockstar—she’s not gonna get played by some random dude. If I’m worried about anything, it’s that she doesn’t even like those clowns chasing her.”
He wasn’t sweating it. Guys threw themselves at Elora left and right, but she never bit. None of them stood a chance.
Mr. Ormond knew the deal—most of those jokers weren’t after her heart. They were after the Ormond family’s cash. He’d been a wreck himself health-wise, bouncing from doctor to doctor, popping pills just to keep going. Lucky for him, their money meant access to the best meds—otherwise, he’d have been toast years ago.
Now, his only mission was staying alive until his son could take over. He didn’t sweat the small stuff—just focused on his routine: a little martial arts, some reading, calligraphy, clean eating. Whatever worked to keep him kicking. And it was paying off—he felt stronger every day.
“She’s not into those losers out there,” Mrs. Ormond said, her voice dropping. “But she’s got her eye on someone closer to home.”
Mr. Ormond froze. “…Wait, we got some player under our roof? Tatum?”
It clicked fast—Tatum was the only one who fit the bill.
Married At First Sight Chapter 4280
Chapter 4280
Chapter 4280Seeing that his wife didn’t say anything, Mr. Ormond acquiesced.
Mr. Ormond turned on the bedside lamp again, sat up, looked at his wife, and asked in disbelief: “Elora likes Tatum? Did she tell you? This girl likes men. I thought she wouldn’t love someone.”
Mr. Ormond was surprised, but he was not as worried as his wife.
Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that his daughter was normal.
He was worried that his daughter would not love others, and he was even more afraid that his daughter had problems with her sexual orientation.
Fortunately, his daughter was normal. She was in her twenties and had never been in love. That was because those bad boys out there were not capable and could not impress his daughter.
Tatum was not bad.
Mr. Ormond admired Tatum very much. When he first met the young man Tatum, he felt that this boy was not an ordinary person.
Later, it was confirmed that his vision was not bad. Tatum was the young master of a wealthy family.
Tatum’s family is a wealthy family with a fortune of hundreds of billions, and Tatum himself has a lot of private property, but he remains very low-key. In order to improve his cooking skills, he gave up his status as a rich young master and traveled thousands of miles to be a chef for his daughter.
“If it’s Tatum, what are you worried about? Tatum is under our noses every day, and we can see clearly what kind of person he is. Besides, Tatum is also the young master of a wealthy family. He is a good match for our family, and the family tradition of the York family is good. We don’t have to worry that Tatum is approaching Elora for money. Oh, I actually feel that except Tatum, no one is worthy of our daughter.
Tatum is a good person. He and Elora are of the same age and have common topics. He usually takes good care of Elora. Elora treats him very well. It turns out that the two of them have fallen in love with each other for a long time.”
Mr. Ormond laughed as he spoke, “When Tatum first came, I saw that Tinsley admired Tatum very much. I thought Tinsley liked Tatum because Tatum was so handsome. I didn’t expect that our daughter and Tatum had feelings for each other.” Mr. Ormond smiled and said, “Being my son-in-law is better than being my niece’s son-in-law. Tinsley shouldn’t really like Tatum, right? Wife, find some time to ask Tinsley. Don’t let Tatum cause the sisters to turn against each other. That would not be a good thing.”
Mrs. Ormond was abacked.
She stared at her husband. Others are mothers-in-law who like their sons-in-law more and more.
Why is it just the opposite in her family?
On the contrary, her husband, who is going to be a father-in-law, is very satisfied with Tatum. The more he sees Tatum, the more he likes him.
“Wife, you haven’t answered me yet. Are Elora and Tatum really together? Did Elora say so?” After being happy, Mr. Ormond hurriedly asked his wife.
He was afraid that everything was empty.
It was his wife’s guess.
Mrs. Ormond was silent for a moment, then answered, “I just saw it at the stairs. Elora and Tatum were hugging each other. If they weren’t in the house, I think they would have kissed. But they didn’t look at each other for long, but our Elora is a man of action. After she saw clearly what she was thinking, she immediately took action to get an answer.”
Mr. Ormond: “What answer?”
Mrs. Ormond told her husband that Tatum had been after her daughter from the beginning, and that the old lady of the York family had taken a liking to her daughter in advance and had brought Tatum and her daughter together.
Mr. Ormond was amazed when he heard it.
Mr. Ormond said, “The old lady of the York family is so awesome. Let’s go visit her some other day. Also, let’s do a field trip for Elora to see if her future in-laws are as good as the rumors say.”
Mrs. Ormond was speechless.