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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

Melody never expected Dashiell to respond like this. Tears fell from her eyes in quick succession, like a fragile little white flower.


Suddenly, Dashiell noticed the ring on Melody's wrist. He stepped forward and gently held her wrist.


"Aria, so you're still alive. If it weren't for our wedding ring still being here, I would have almost been fooled by you."


"Your acting has improved now, haha. Are you jealous of Melody and deliberately acting like this to make me jealous? It's okay, I'll play along with you."


Melody's eyes widened in horror, unable to believe that she had become my substitute.


"Dashiell, open your eyes and look carefully at who I really am!"


But Dashiell was lost in his own world, gently caressing Melody's bandaged face.


"Aria, you rest well. I won't go looking for Melody anymore. Let's live our life together properly."


"You're crazy! I'm Melody! I'm not Aria, I don't want to be a substitute!"


Chapter 7