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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

"You underestimate yourself too much! You can't even protect your own hands, yet you have the audacity to play the victim and try to return to our Stratton family?"


"I've already signed the divorce papers and left with nothing. Isn't that proof enough that I don't want to go back?"


I replied coolly, devoid of my usual tenderness.


"You... I heard you're living with some lunatic. I was thinking, if you could just swallow your pride, I'd be kind enough to find you a place to stay. It would mean our marriage wasn't a complete waste. But since you're too proud to accept my generosity, don't blame me for being harsh!"


The call ended abruptly, as if all those promises to "protect me" were nothing but sleep-talking in a dream.


Soon after, my phone lit up with a call from the International Hand Model Competition committee.


A glimmer of hope finally sparked in my eyes—


After three grueling years and relentless effort, I had finally transitioned from a competitor to a judge in the competition.


This shift in status meant I was starting to gain more leverage, and it became my source of confidence to leave the Stratton family and survive on my own.


"Miss Myerson, due to your husband's formal complaint... you are no longer suitable to serve as a judge for this competition.


So we regret to inform you... your judging qualification has been revoked."I shuddered, unable to believe that even my last chance at survival had been snatched away by Dane.


"But, did they notify me without any investigation or evidence?"


"I'm... I'm sorry, but the other party provided photos of you. Those hands truly no longer meet industry standards."


I could hear the reluctance in their voice. Suddenly, I understood how easily the power of money could turn black into white.


"Well... there's still a month left. You could still sign up as a contestant. However...


You're already an internationally renowned hand model. Entering as a contestant now might not look so good..."


A bold plan was already taking shape in my mind.


A month later, the International Hand Model Competition arrived as scheduled. The venue was packed with people curious about this unique industry.


At the entrance, a snarky call stopped me in my tracks.


"Well, well, if it isn't the former champion Neve!


Weren't you supposed to be a judge this year? Why are you entering through the contestants' entrance?


I turned around to see a smug Vivienne, wearing delicate lace gloves and hanging on Dane's arm.With an air of cold disdain in his eyes, Dane spoke.


"Just focus on being the judge you bought your way into becoming. Meddling too much will age your hands quickly."


I sneered and turned to enter, but she quickly blocked my path.


"What's the matter? Too ashamed to face people, so you're in such a rush to leave?"


Her shouts quickly attracted the media reporters stationed at the main entrance. Seeing me standing in the contestants' passage, they were overjoyed.


"Miss Myerson, you've been avoiding the public eye ever since your judging qualifications were revoked. Now you've lowered yourself to enter as a contestant. Is there some hidden story here?"


"It's said that you became too lazy after marrying into a wealthy family, which led to your self-destruction and your hands becoming useless. This even resulted in your expulsion from the Stratton family. What are your thoughts on this? Do you have any regrets?"


"Would you please remove your gloves and show us what kind of courage you're mustering to expose your shameful condition? Can you do that?"


Chapter 3