Chapter 4205

Married At First Sight Chapter 4205

Chapter 4205
When Tatum reached the front door, he paused, turned back, and said to Elora, “Miss, the only woman I care about is my future wife. Every other young woman is just a stranger to me.
I’ll be polite if necessary, but if not, I won’t pay them any attention. Even if she’s my boss, I won’t cross any boundaries. And if I ever do, there will be a reason. Get some rest, Miss. You’ve had a bit too much to drink—if you don’t sleep well, you’ll wake up with a headache. I’ll make you some honey water in the morning.”
With that, Tatum walked away.
Elora stood there, staring at the door long after he vanished.
What did he mean by that?
He only cares about his future wife?
He won’t cross any boundaries with any woman except his fiancée—not even his boss.
What exactly does “crossing the line” mean to him? Caring?
So, if his boss is a young woman who isn’t his fiancée, he’ll only fulfill his job responsibilities—nothing more. No concern, no extra effort beyond his duties.
Is that what he meant?
And if so… was he referring to her?
He had always treated her exceptionally well. Beyond preparing three meals a day, he had done countless things that exceeded the role of a chef.
He cared about her. When she was upset, he would talk with her and take walks with her.
He was also kind to her family—much more than a chef should be.
Was he implying that he liked her? That he saw her as his future wife?
But hadn’t he said he would only marry the woman his grandmother chose for him?
Elora was left confused by his words.
The coldness in her heart, which she had suppressed for so long, began to thaw.
More than anything, she wanted to know—who was Tatum’s fiancée?
The woman chosen by Old Mrs. York must be from Annenburg or a nearby city. Otherwise, why would he have come all this way? It wasn’t…

Was it simply to be her private chef? If his fiancée was from Annenburg, who could it possibly be? Elora wasn’t being arrogant; she was aware of the truth—among all the prominent families in Annenburg, no young woman outshined her. The only ones who came close were her cousins, as the daughters of other affluent families did not match her capabilities. She managed the entire Ormond family business and was the true head of the family. How many daughters from high-status families could claim the same?

A sudden thought struck her. Could she be Tatum’s fiancée? It made sense. She was notoriously selective, and he was the best chef. In that regard, they were perfectly suited. If his cooking didn’t meet her standards, she would point it out, and he would improve. He continually got better—his dishes were always evolving, and she never grew tired of them. Wasn’t that a form of compatibility?

Moreover, the Ormond family and the York family of Wiltspoon were well-matched in status. He had also mentioned that if his fiancée needed him to move in, he would. The York family had nine young masters, with Tatum’s eldest brother as the head. Their elders were open-minded; if he chose to move in with his wife, his family would respect that decision.

Why had he said, “if his fiancée needed him to move in”? If she was indeed his fiancée, it would explain everything. She couldn’t marry far away—not while she had to oversee the Ormond family business. At least, not until her younger brothers were ready to take over. Until then, she had no choice but to stay.