Synopsis:
“Stop it.”
Taekyung snatched the glass from Rayeon’s hand and threw out his cold words.
“Let go.”
“Are you a child? Do you still not understand the situation?”
He knew exactly what Rayeon’s position was right now, but hurting herself like this only made her more vulnerable.
“I understand my situation better than anyone. So you, Detective, stop meddling where you shouldn’t.”
“Miss Yoon Rayeon. The reason we’re in your house together isn’t because of theft or fraud.”
Rayeon shut her eyes, unable to endure it any longer.
Because of her, someone had died. Two people, even.
“I already know that.”
But why—why did it have to be this man?
Taekyung appeared as the detective in charge, acting as though he didn’t even remember the events from ten years ago, and constantly pretending not to know her.
He would never understand how much his cold voice tightened around Rayeon’s throat like a noose.
“Then what should I do? What can I do right now?”
“You have to find something you can do. Something more productive—”
Rayeon raised her blurred gaze toward Taekyung and curled her lips into a smile.
“Really? Then how about this?”
“…?”
“Want to sleep with me?”
To Taekyung, she was just a witness to be protected—nothing more, nothing less.
