Synopsis
Eun-woo is dead.
My other βself,β who had the same face and the same voice as me.
I begin to question my twin sisterβs death,
and for revenge, I must become Eun-woo and marry her fiancΓ©.
βAre you good at it?β
The first words I ever said to the man who paid me no attention, busy only with his work calls.
βIβm asking if youβre good at it.β
Even if I had to resort to something cheap, I needed to keep Jo Taeseo tied to me.
βCan you get me pregnant in one try?β
So Iβll use this manβ
the kind who can capture everyoneβs attention at once,
yet canβt seem to hold mine.
βYou men can do it, right? Sleep with a woman you donβt even care about.β
At the womanβs audacious remarkβshe who had always seemed like nothing more than a sack of barley set asideβ
Jo Taeseo scrutinized her with sharp, probing eyes, as if trying to grasp the situation.
βYouβve changed in a crazy way while I was on that business trip, Jung Eun-woo.β
He folded his arms and leaned his large frame comfortably back in the chair.
Already imposing, he seemed even larger.
βThis is interesting.β
Jo Taeseoβs reaction was different from when he first walked into the room.
βI thought you were just a doll that breathes. Turns out youβve got quite a mouth on you.β
His rude words only seemed to pique his interest further.





