Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 3918

Married At First Sight Chapter 3918 
Chapter 3918 
         
Tatum shared stories about his brothers’ love lives, giving Elora a deeper glimpse into the York family. 
Elora listened intently, her smile growing as the anecdotes unfolded. “No wonder Rosie was so surprised when she found out your true identity. Her attitude towards you changed completely. Your family has such strong traditions, and it sounds like every member of the York family is impressive.” 
As Tatum spoke, Elora’s mind wandered to Tinsley. She remembered her younger sister’s admiration for Tatum and decided to test the waters. “Tatum,” she began, her tone carefully casual, “your grandmother chose a fiancée for you. Does that mean you’ll definitely marry her? What if someone better comes along? Someone who not only surpasses your fiancée but also truly admires you—would you be tempted to change your mind?” 
Tatum instantly saw through her question. He knew she was speaking on Tinsley’s behalf. 
He also understood Tinsley’s admiration for him, though he was confident it was just admiration and nothing more. Tinsley’s perspective was different from Elora’s, but he suspected she must’ve confided her feelings to her older sister. Elora, burdened with responsibilities, clearly wasn’t considering marriage anytime soon. 
Tatum responded firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt. “No, Miss. Even though I haven’t succeeded in pursuing my fiancée yet, I’ve already accepted her as my future wife. She’s the one for me, and that won’t change. In the York family, we take marriage seriously. Divorce is out of the question unless there’s betrayal—but that won’t happen. My grandmother has a sharp eye, and the women she chooses for us are exceptional, with strong values and integrity. 
“When I marry, I will be loyal to my wife and my family. I will love only her for the rest of my life. No matter how great someone else may be, that’s their story—not mine.” 
His conviction reminded him of Evan’s missteps. Tatum had no intention of following that path. Instead, he’d rather focus on his cooking and his future wife. 
Elora sighed, a tinge of regret in her voice. “I see.” 
She knew she would have to speak to Tinsley soon. Tatum was already committed in his heart, and Tinsley needed to let go. Elora had spent enough time with him to know that he was a man who followed through on his words. Tatum’s destiny simply wasn’t intertwined with Tinsley’s. 
As they continued their walk through the garden, chatting casually, they eventually realized they’d made a full circle. Elora turned to him with a soft smile. 
“Tatum, I feel much better now. I don’t feel so full anymore. You don’t need to keep me company—go get some rest.” 
Tatum nodded politely. “Miss, if you get hungry later and want a midnight snack, just call me.” 
“Alright.” 
Elora watched as he walked away, his presence disappearing into the distance before she returned to the house. 
Inside, the family was still gathered, hanging on Rosie’s every word about the York family. Rosie had only spent two weeks in Wiltspoon, but even her limited knowledge was enough to captivate the Ormonds. 
The revelation of Tatum’s identity left them stunned. None of them had imagined that their private chef was the young master of a family worth billions. Unlike other chefs they’d hired in the past, Tatum wasn’t there for fame or profit. He was there purely out of his passion for cooking, willing to set aside his lofty status to pursue what he loved. 
When Elora entered, Alonzo immediately ran to her, his eyes wide with concern. 
“Sister, what’s going on with Brother Tatum?” 
At their young age, Alonzo and Angelo hadn’t fully grasped the weight of what they’d overheard. Their biggest worry was whether Tatum would still be cooking for them. 
“Sister,” Alonzo pleaded, tugging at her sleeve, “is Brother Tatum going to stay? Will he keep cooking for us? I don’t want him to leave! I love his food. Please, don’t fire him!” 
Angelo joined in, his expression equally desperate. The two boys clung to Elora, their voices filled with urgency. 
“Please, Sister! Don’t let him go. We won’t find another chef like him—his food is the best!” 
Elora couldn’t help but smile at their innocence. She placed a reassuring hand on each of their shoulders.