Hiding Behind Her Superficiality novel Chapter 737

Seeing the marriage certificate, Yelena’s eyes widened in shock. “Wait, where did you get that?”

Has this guy lost his mind to the extent that he resorted to such an insane measure just to keep me with him? He even dared to forge a marriage certificate?

“Do you realize that forging marriage certificates is illegal? I strongly advise you to destroy this immediately.” Yelena tried to reason with him.

“You think I’m unaware of the law? I’m a lawyer, after all. I know better than you,” Hank replied with exasperation. “The fact that I’m showing you this proves that it’s genuine evidence, not something I’ve fabricated.”

Yelena burst into laughter. “Even if you wanted to marry me, you don’t need to go to such lengths. When did I ever get a marriage certificate with you?”

“Three years ago on one evening.”

Yelena’s face turned pale. “You mean the night we were drinking?”

Indeed, she vaguely recalled something from three years ago. That night, she had been at a dimly lit bar, feeling downcast. Hank had inexplicably appeared by her side. They had consumed quite a bit of alcohol, and Yelena couldn’t remember exactly what had happened. It was the only night she had completely blacked out and lost all her memories.

“Are you sure you’re not lying to me?” Yelena’s face showed a mix of disbelief and apprehension. “You’re certain you’re not making this up? Setting aside the fact that I could never possibly marry you, I was heavily intoxicated that night and I don’t recall anything. Plus, getting married requires ID cards. How could my parents or myself have given you those?”

Hearing Yelena’s logical reasoning, Hank spread his hands. “Unfortunately, on the night you blacked out, you dragged me along to register for the marriage. As for the ID card, you took care of that yourself.”

His words were becoming more and more absurd.

Yelena found it hard to believe, but soon she accepted the reality of the situation when Hank even pulled out his phone from his pocket and played an audio recording.

Yelena’s faint voice resonated from the recording. “I’m at Luna Bar, having a drink. Can you come pick me up?”

Upon hearing these words, Yelena was caught off guard. So, it was she who had called Hank to Luna Bar back then. Her recent statements suddenly felt embarrassing.

“Wait there, I’ll be right over,” came Hank’s response in the recording.

With a raised eyebrow, Hank inquired, “Do you believe me now?”

Yelena still clung to her stubborn stance, even in this dire situation. “I still don’t believe it. What can this recording prove? You could have forced me into getting married back then.”

Hank’s lawyer instincts kicked in, and he continued, “Alright, then I’ll present another piece of evidence.” He opened another voice recording.

“You better tell me whether you want to marry me or not!”

Amidst the chaotic ambiance of the bar, Yelena’s voice stood out loudly. Despite sounding a bit exaggerated due to her drunkenness, her words were clear and determined.

“I do want to marry you, but aren’t you the one who never wanted to marry me?” Hank talked to her like one would to a child.