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As the world's top hand model, my delicate hands were captivating on camera, graceful as a swan in flight.
A wealthy heir fell in love with me because of my hands, marrying me into high society and treating me like a precious gem.
But Vivienne, his childhood sweetheart who had always held a torch for him, became insanely jealous. She went as far as cutting off my hands and transplanting her own in their place.
From that moment on, not only did she become the most sought-after hand model, but she also caused Dane to despise my now rough hands and cast me aside, intending to marry her instead.
However, at the next World Hand Modeling Competition, when my newly refined and even more elegant hands made their appearance, Vivienne, who was acting as a judge, was left dumbfounded.
The once arrogant wealthy heir, desperate for me to grant him even a slap across the face, willingly knelt before the entire world...

Wife's perfect hands

She froze again, her calloused hands almost shoved in my face.


"Because a month ago, you kidnapped me to an underground hospital and forcibly transplanted my hands onto yourself without anesthesia.


You also tried to drive a wedge between my husband and me, hoping to take my place.


I only wanted to reclaim what was rightfully mine, but those filthy hands of yours on my body were too disgusting.


So I used biotechnology to regenerate my own hands.


Emotionally and rationally, you stole my body, my marriage, my career - don't I at least deserve an apology!"


The words were so shocking that the room fell into complete silence.


Vivienne took a step back, but seeing everyone's inquiring gazes on her, she couldn't just disappear into thin air. She could only steel herself to fight back.


"Who would willingly lose their hands twice just to win, and use biotechnology? You think you're Darwin or something!"


Chapter 8