How much longer do I have to tolerate you?
About
Watching him follow her around blindly was nothing more than entertainment to her. No matter what she did, he would smile like a fool, making him feel like a toy she held in her hand and could manipulate at will. Knowing his transparent feelings all too well, she coolly trampled on his heart and cut off all contact with him. Their reunion came seven years later. Seven long years had changed everything. Once a famous actress, her reputation began to crumble as she became embroiled in ridiculous scandals about her associating with disreputable male celebrities. With all her advertising and acting offers cut off and facing massive debt, the person who reached out to her was a man who looked completely different from seven years ago. Tae-geun Yoo, 33 years old. The sole heir and General Manager of Baekmok, a well-known conglomerate. It is public knowledge that he is an illegitimate child, but that is not even a minor flaw for him. Many questioned why he, who originally had no interest in the succession, took the position of General Manager, but his work is so impeccable that everyone at Baekmok acknowledges him. His decision to become her benefactor—her sponsor—was purely impulsive. The woman who had once trampled on his heart and smiled leisurely was now looking pathetic and weak, surrounded by unfair rumors. Seeing her like that was so ridiculous that the thought of driving her face into even deeper despair took over his mind. Didn't she also wear a sneer after crushing his heart? Perhaps out of childish revenge, or perhaps out of an even more hateful sentiment, he did something he would never normally do. Now entangled in a sponsor-sponsee relationship, Tae-geun manipulated and tormented her to suit his tastes. Seeing her unable to push him away despite her distorted expression gave him a strange sense of pleasure. Whether this was twisted desire or hatred, he didn't know for sure, nor did he care to find out. After all, this relationship was nothing more than a contract.
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Intro
You couldn't have been unaware of how I stayed by your side every single day like a dog when I was twenty-six. You held my leash, mocked me openly, and trampled on my heart with cruel indifference. Even so, my state—having to grow numb to those petty wounds just because I loved you—was no different from rusting scrap metal. But the you of today is no longer the person I loved; you are precarious and wretched, looking as if you might collapse at any moment. Having learned the ways of the world since I was a mere child, I know exactly how to use someone like you. The stupid one is you for falling into the trap, not me for following your scent. It has become your place now to accept whatever I demand without question. Just like I used to be back when I had no pride to speak of. Wipe that look off your face. Looking at your dull, boring face, stiff as a wooden doll, a bitter taste rises in my mouth. Clearly, I'm the one who needs you, yet for some reason, it feels like I'm the one hanging on again, and a sense of displeasure creeps up. To erase such idle thoughts, I spit out words wrapped in coldness. Why don't you try acting cute for me or something?
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Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.07.31