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My husband is a perfectionist. To cater to his aesthetic preferences, I've undergone plastic surgery, breast augmentation, and leg lengthening surgery.
By the time my husband complained about my lack of a high forehead, I had already had 19 plastic surgeries.
For my 20th plastic surgery, I went in for forehead augmentation.
After the surgery, I overheard his conversation with the doctor.
"CEO, Miss Winters has already had 20 surgeries. Every part of her body has been altered. Any more surgeries could be life-threatening!"
"But she still doesn't compare to Melody. Natural beauty is still the best."
My husband's cold words extinguished my romantic fantasies.
It turns out it wasn't that I wasn't beautiful enough, but that I didn't look like his true love.
For my 21st surgery, I had all the implants removed.
I changed my name and started my life over.

My Husband Made Me Get Plastic Surgery 19 Times

Now, I have the divorce agreement in hand, and Dashiell also believes I'm dead.


I look at Doctor Carlisle, making up my mind.


"Doctor Carlisle, when can I have the other implants removed? I don't want to be someone else's replacement anymore. I want to be myself again!"


Doctor Carlisle smiles with satisfaction, patting my hand.


"You've just had two surgeries, there's no rush. For now, you'll stay in the VIP room on the top floor. I'll arrange for a comprehensive examination."


I call my dad, asking him to give Doctor Carlisle a raise, and request a few bodyguards to be stationed around the hospital.


In just one day, my life has undergone a drastic change.


The next morning, I blend in with the nurses during rounds and encounter Dashiell again.


"Is there any surgery that can alter memories, or how can we suggest to her that she is Aria?"


Chapter 8