
The Idol I Met Again
ë¤ě ë§ë ěě´ëSynopsis:
âStop it.â
Taekyung snatched the glass from Rayeonâs hand and threw out his cold words.
âLet go.â
âAre you a child? Do you still not understand the situation?â
He knew exactly what Rayeonâs position was right now, but hurting herself like this only made her more vulnerable.
âI understand my situation better than anyone. So you, Detective, stop meddling where you shouldnât.â
âMiss Yoon Rayeon. The reason weâre in your house together isnât because of theft or fraud.â
Rayeon shut her eyes, unable to endure it any longer.
Because of her, someone had died. Two people, even.
âI already know that.â
But whyâwhy did it have to be this man?
Taekyung appeared as the detective in charge, acting as though he didnât 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 Rayeonâs throat like a noose.
âThen what should I do? What can I do right now?â
âYou have to find something you can do. Something more productiveââ
Rayeon raised her blurred gaze toward Taekyung and curled her lips into a smile.
âReally? Then how about this?â
ââŚ?â
âWant to sleep with me?â
To Taekyung, she was just a witness to be protectedânothing more, nothing less.




