Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 493

Andres snatched the scalpel from her grip and, without a second thought, slashed a deep gash into his own arm.

He shoved his bleeding limb toward her. "Test it on me."

Maeve stared at him like he was out of his mind. "Are you crazy?"

Andres was even angrier than she was. "You're the crazy one! Trying to slice yourself open without a word—did you ever consider how I'd feel? No man can just stand by and watch the woman he loves mutilate herself."

Maeve was torn between laughing and groaning. "I just wanted to run a clinical test."

Andres pushed his arm closer. "Test it on me."

Seeing the blood flowing freely from his skin, Maeve knew that hesitating would only cause him more pain. She dropped the argument and carefully squeezed the liquid from the syringe, letting it drip onto his open flesh.

She warned him as she worked, "This is just a preliminary batch. I can't guarantee it will force immediate regeneration. If it fails, don't blame me. But don't worry, even if it doesn't work perfectly, I'll make sure it doesn't scar."

She pointed to her own arm. "See here, here, and here? I had severe burns once. The entire patch of skin was ulcerated and ruined. I used a specialized ointment—my own formula, of course, not available on the market. After applying it, the scars completely vanished in about three weeks."

She sighed lightly. "Three weeks is still a bit too slow for me. I'm working on a fast-acting scar removal cream, preferably one that works instantly. I'm just missing a few rare ingredients. Once I track them down, I'll finalize the batch."

Andres asked abruptly, "How did your arm get burned?"

Maeve couldn't help but scold him softly, "What were you thinking, swinging that hard? The cut is so deep."

She wasn't one for sentimental words, but his reckless instinct to protect her sent a sudden, intense ripple through her heart.

Andres didn't hide his feelings. "If one of us has to bleed, I will never let it be you."

He was straightforward when it came to love. Whenever it involved the woman he claimed as his own, he would shield her from any harm—even if it was just for a medical test.

Maeve didn't argue further, but as she watched the wound knit together, an unfamiliar emotion bloomed in her chest.