Chapter 1592 Fingers Completely Disabled

• "Bring me a mirror," Eviette said, her voice barely above a whisper as she lay on the bed while casting a sideways glance at Anastasia. "I've been bedridden for so long. I want to see if I look any better."
• Anastasia, who was filled with maternal concern, didn’t hesitate to fulfill Eviette's request. She turned to the maid who stood by, waiting attentively, and with a wave of her hand, she instructed, "Fetch a mirror for Evie."
• "Yes, Mrs. Robins." The maid nodded briskly and hurried out of the bedroom.