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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

"Sorry, Miss Myerson, we truly apologize for our careless verification earlier. You've been wronged!"


Which, rightfully, should have been mine all along.


As soon as I sat down, Dane eagerly leaned in, extending his hand, hoping to make amends.


I turned my face away, not wanting to look at this hand-obsessed creep for another second.


With a "thud," to my surprise, this arrogant wealthy heir fell to his knees beside me, his eyes brimming with tears.


"Darling, I'm so sorry. I was blind and deaf to have believed that bitch's words!


Trust me, this time you're the only one in my heart. I'll take good care of you and never let you suffer again!"


I smirked, scoffing at these empty promises I'd heard three years ago.


"Dane, when did you become such a manipulative jerk, trying to play the victim for my sympathy? It's disgusting!"


Hearing the familiar sarcasm, the regret in his eyes deepened.


Chapter 6