Chapter 4269
Chapter 4269
Indeed, Elora remarked, “Mr. Lee Johnson prepared a meal for me himself. His cooking skills… well, they’re not quite as impressive as yours, but the food was certainly edible. I wouldn’t starve. If I had refused to eat, your grandmother and the others would have worried, and it would have made the Johnson family feel guilty, as if they hadn’t hosted me properly. They truly are a wonderful family.”
She genuinely praised the Johnsons.
“I can see that their family values closely resemble those of your York family. Honestly, it’s quite rare to witness such harmony in a large, wealthy family.”
Despite their affluent status, the Johnson children and grandchildren were all talented and successful in their respective fields. None of them were interested in competing for the family legacy. Instead, they viewed managing the family business as a burden—one that offered little freedom.
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Each of them had their own passions.
Taking over the family business would mean being confined to an industry they didn’t love, and that kind of life could be exhausting.
Tatum smiled warmly. “Next time, I’ll take you to Wildridge Manor.”
FC Manor was the ancestral home of the Johnson family. Tatum’s grandmother had been staying there as a guest, completely unconcerned about not being family.
Elora had met Tatum’s grandmother there for the first time.
However, Tatum felt that something was not quite right.
After a brief silence, Elora said, “Next time… I’m not sure when I’ll have the time, but I will definitely visit again.”
For the moment, another vacation was not in the cards.
Tatum reassured her, “We have a lifetime. We’ll go whenever we’re free.”
Elora glanced at him and playfully pinched his arm. “We’re not even dating yet, and you’re already talking about a lifetime.”
“Miss, I will marry you,” Tatum declared, his voice steady and confident. “In this life, it will only ever be you. The moment…
“Once that last barrier falls, I will officially pursue you as my wife.”
It wasn’t just about winning her heart—he was also determined to win over the entire Ormond family.
They had always treated him well and even liked him.
But once they realized he wasn’t merely someone in Elora’s life—he was a man intent on marrying her—would they still welcome him the same way?
Elora chuckled. “Your grandmother told me to enjoy love and take my time dating you.” Her smile softened. “It’s rare for me to feel this way about someone. I want to experience what it means to be pursued, to be cherished. I take my feelings seriously, too. So let’s see if you can win over my family.”
If Tatum weren’t the sixth young master of the York family—if he were just an ordinary man interested in Elora—Mrs. Ormond and the others might have simply invited him over and given him a chance.
But he was a York.
And that changed everything.
Even if Tatum vowed he was ready to step into their world, Mrs. Ormond would likely have her doubts. She would worry that, after marriage, he might regret his decision.
Tatum’s journey to winning over Elora’s family would not be easy.
It was the same struggle Remy had faced.
It was the same struggle many of Tatum’s own brothers had endured.
After all, several of his sisters-in-law had married far from home.
They must have fought similar battles with their own families before finally making their choices.
Tatum didn’t hesitate. “I’ll do my best.”
As they talked, they stepped inside the house together.
The moment they were inside, Tatum released Elora and walked straight to the kitchen. A few minutes later, he returned with the midnight snack he had prepared earlier, carefully placing it on the dining table.
“Come eat,” he invited.
Elora didn’t need to be asked twice.
She was starving.
After washing her hands,
She sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and began eating. It had been two days since she last enjoyed his cooking, but it felt like an eternity. She had missed it more than she had realized. Tatum knew her tastes perfectly. He had prepared just enough to satisfy her hunger without overfilling her, which would have made it difficult to sleep. When she finally put her chopsticks down, she let out a small sigh of contentment.