Chapter 3475
-Elora smiled and said, “You can purchase local specialties. I occasionally go out to unwind when I have the time, but I never consider buying local treats. Perhaps I’m just particular about food. I don’t find it appealing, so I prefer not to buy it.”
Elora had difficulty enjoying many of the local specialties and snacks.
“Whenever I visit a new place, I always pick up some local specialties to bring back for my family to try. Sometimes I buy too much and end up giving some to relatives and friends as gifts.”
Tatum always spoke with a smile, and when he looked at her that way, it was easy to feel as though he had a fondness for her.
A calm person like Elora felt genuinely happy in the presence of the gentle Tatum.
No wonder Tinsley had developed a special fondness for Tatum when they first met and often praised him; it seemed clear that Tinsley had feelings for Tatum.
“Have you eaten yet?” Elora asked, looking away and avoiding Tatum’s gaze.
She enjoyed her lunch with grace.
She was very pleased with the meal Tatum had prepared for her.
“I’ll eat later,” Tatum replied, enjoying the sight of his wife savoring the meals he made for her.
He thought to himself that he was born to make breakfast, likely just for Elora.
His grandmother was also quite remarkable. She had carefully selected and traveled great distances to find him a wife with a sharp tongue.
If it weren’t for his exceptional cooking skills, he might not have been able to win her over.
At that time, they could have followed Evan’s example, rejecting the wife chosen by grandma and pursuing someone on their own.
Tatum felt it would be too time-consuming to choose and chase on his own, so he decided to embrace the path laid out by his grandmother. At least he had a clear goal and didn’t need to waste time on his own selection process.
If he had that much time, he might as well prepare a few more dishes.
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Tatum, who had a passion for cooking, preferred to spend his time in the kitchen rather than going on blind dates or pursuing a wife.
Unless, of course, that future wife was someone as intriguing as Elora.
In essence, Tatum had only one thought when he looked at Elora: if he couldn’t marry her, she might remain single and become an old maid for the rest of her life.
Elora: …You have so much gold on your face!
Tatum not only observed Elora as she ate but also gazed at her with gentle eyes. Anyone unaware of the situation would surely assume he was looking at someone he adored.
“When you look at me like that, I feel as though I’ve become a gourmet dish in your eyes,” Elora felt compelled to comment.
Feeling his intense gaze, Elora, who usually prided herself on self-control, found herself somewhat flustered.
“Miss, you eat with such elegance and grace. As a chef, I take pleasure in watching diners delight in the meals I prepare.”
Tatum was wise enough not to reveal to Elora that he considered her his future wife.
After all, there was no sign of destiny yet.
While he treated Elora like his wife, she viewed him merely as a chef.
If he were to confess his feelings, she would undoubtedly dismiss him at once.
Elora smiled and said, “I’ll have dinner at the hotel tonight, so you don’t need to bring anything over. Also, let’s eat together and stop your staring while I’m eating.”
She was slightly affected by his gaze.