Chapter 1593 Heading Straight To Bloomstead

• Eviette's expression was a mix of desperation and fury as she wrenched Mrs. Robins' hand away with a fierce determination.
• Ignoring the crimson droplets trickling from her freshly reattached pinky, she slipped into a long, black sweater. She then grabbed a beige trench coat and pulled on a black knit hat, the brim of which effectively concealed her unevenly cut hair.
• "Evie, please, give up. That man isn’t worth your love," Mrs. Robins implored, her voice trembling with a mixture of sorrow and fear. She stood by helplessly, her eyes wide with concern. The anger radiating from her daughter made her wary of further provoking her, and she was worried that any additional struggle could damage the newly reattached Eviette's finger.