Summary
If you left, you should’ve never come back. How dare you show up again, knowing what I’m capable of. Taeseok’s voice was icy. “The drama writer, who is it?” “Choi Yeoreum.” Holding a glass of liquor, Taeseok stiffened. The woman who abandoned him had returned after two years, successful. “Choi Yeoreum’s drama. I’m going to star in it.” Yeoreum, I’m sorry, but things won’t go your way. It’s my turn to ruin you now. – “What on earth are you doing?” Yeoreum’s face turned to horror. Taeseok, seeing the expression he longed for, smirked. “I’m ruining you.” He was not magnanimous enough to forgive, nor did he love her half-heartedly enough to forget. Taeseok was torn between strangling Yeoreum and kissing her as if nothing happened. All because she kept making that innocently naive face that didn’t suit Choi Yeoreum.