Chapter 4026

Married At First Sight
Chapter 4026
Chapter 4026
Evan asked, “Tatum, can I call you now? Is it a good time?”
“Of course,” Tatum replied cheerfully. “I live alone in a nice, spacious dormitory. It’s comfortable, my salary arrives on time every month, I eat well, and I’m honing my cooking skills.”
Evan sighed. “Cooking. That’s all you ever talk about. You’ve been there for months, didn’t even come back for the New Year, and all you seem to care about is cooking.”
Tatum chuckled. “Well, I came here to cook, didn’t I?”
Evan was momentarily at a loss for words.
Tatum wasn’t wrong. The moment he learned that Elora was notoriously picky about food, he couldn’t resist the challenge. Long before Grandma could nudge him, he had already packed his bags and headed to Annenburg in Province X.
Occasionally, Evan would overhear his siblings talking about Tatum. They consistently mentioned that he was busy perfecting recipes, engrossed in his culinary experiments, and seemingly frozen in time.
Meanwhile, the acting head of the Labbe family in Havenmill had already set his sights on the Ormond sisters. Yet, Tatum seemed unfazed. Instead, he channeled his energy into preparing meals for his fiancée every single day.
When Tatum called, Evan answered immediately.
“All right, Fourth Brother,” Tatum began. “What’s bothering you? Go ahead and tell me.”
Evan hesitated but eventually revealed the source of his confusion.
After listening, Tatum couldn’t help but laugh. “Fourth Brother, you’re still stuck on this? No wonder Grandma managed to trick you. But I understand; you’re being cautious—this is a lifelong decision, after all.”
Evan’s face flushed with embarrassment, although Tatum couldn’t see it through the phone.
“But seriously, Fourth Brother,” Tatum continued, his tone becoming more earnest,

“You’ve already made your choice, haven’t you? If that’s the case, stick with it. Don’t second-guess yourself. We’re adults—we need to take responsibility for our decisions and follow through.” Evan fell silent. After a long pause, he asked, “Tatum, are you doing okay over there? The Ormond family isn’t giving you a hard time, right?”

“No, not at all,” Tatum assured him. “The Ormond family has been wonderful to me. They love my cooking, even when I just stir-fry some vegetables—they still rave about it. The two younger kids like me the most. Whenever I have free time, they swarm me, begging me to teach them martial arts, play games, or go shopping.

“Kids have so much energy. After spending time with them, I’m completely exhausted, but they’re still bouncing off the walls. Watching them run around so carefree reminds me of our own childhood.”

Evan chuckled. “So, between cooking and babysitting, I guess you’ve made no progress in winning over your wife?”

Tatum laughed. “Hey, I’m just a frog in warm water, taking it slow. To win her over, I have to start with her stomach.”

Evan shook his head but couldn’t help smiling. Tatum didn’t think he was moving too slowly. Sure, Elora and her sisters teased him relentlessly, but he knew it wasn’t personal. Winning over a woman like Elora wouldn’t be easy. Still, Tatum wasn’t in a rush. He focused on winning her heart one step at a time—beginning with her love for his cooking. He was determined to make her so accustomed to his meals that she couldn’t imagine living without them.

Beyond the food, he treated Elora with consistent care and thoughtfulness. Over time, he was confident she’d come around. As for the acting head of the Labbe family in Havenmill, he had his sights set on both Elora and her sister.

Tinsley? Tatum was prepared to intervene. With Tatum present, that old predator wouldn’t dare touch Elora. While Elora and Tinsley could definitely defend themselves, Tatum wasn’t merely an observer. He stood by Elora and her brother, gaining their trust and respect. If that Labbe scumbag ever thought to overstep, Tatum would ensure he faced severe consequences.