Chapter 437 Where’s the Setup?

Yara was at a loss for words. She had shot herself in the foot. She didn't think her luck would be quite so rotten.

She awkwardly reached for her cup to take a sip of water. That was when Timothy began to speak.

"I don't have an ex-girlfriend. I was never cheated on. I've never gifted anyone a car as a wedding gift. And, I've never owned a dog."

Yara might not have believed him if he were any other man. But, if the words were coming from Timothy, it was true.

He didn't seem like someone who would get himself a girlfriend. Who could tolerate dating a man who was always so elusive?

"So, when are we going to register our marriage?"

Yara spat out the water she was drinking.

Droplets trickled down the man's handsome face and rolled along the back of the chair. She hurriedly reached out to catch the water droplets that were dripping from his jaw.

She also attempted to help him wipe his face. Halfway through, she realized her hands weren't enough. She needed a napkin. It prompted her