"Madam, is everything okay? Are you feeling ill?" Grace asked worriedly, maybe her madam was ill, so she could make her some herbal tea to cool her body off.
"Take the traveling bag over there to the car," Emily ordered, stretching her hand and pointing at the traveling bag lying flat on the floor next to the wardrobe. Last night she had been busy crying and packing up her things. She couldn't take the constant back and forth anymore.
She should have just stuck to divorcing him as she earlier wanted than saying yes to his proposal afterward.
"Ma?" Grace said confused like she didn't hear what her madam just said, it wasn't that she didn't hear what her madam said but she didn't understand why she packed her things. The young master did not inform her of a trip, she looked in the direction of the wardrobe and spotted the traveling bag on the floor.