Chapter 166 Intentional

Aria knew that he was going to bandage her hands. She shook her head, and put her hands to her back, "No need, Mr. Thomson. It's just some minor injuries, not serious."

"Not serious?" Jake's eyes were cold. He pulled her wrist directly, turning her palm over.

Her palms were bloody and fleshy. Even her flesh turned out. It was frightening to look at. Ronald couldn't help but gasped.

"Isn't it serious?" Jake looked at Aria with a gloomy face.

Betty, who was a seat away from him, heard him, finally stopped staring at the door of the emergency room, turned her head and looked at Aria's palms.

Seeing that the palms of her hands were almost covered by glass fragments, she pursed her lips and persuaded, "Aria, just listen to him. You are a designer. Your hands can't be hurt."

Betty’s words immediately made Aria compromise. After nodding, she obediently sat down in the position where Jake had just patted.