"Young lady, don't you want to return to your family? Your father is waiting for you and hopes you'll come home."
Upon hearing this, Isabella's expression froze for a moment before returning to calm.
She glanced behind her, but no one was there.
"Tell him I won't be coming back," she replied indifferently.
"But..." The voice sounded hesitant. "Master and Lady are truly worried about you, young lady. They miss you and want to see you. Don't you want to see them?"
Isabella fell silent. Then she took a deep breath and said, "I can't go back because my two children aren't at the palace. Besides, I left several months ago. If I leave again, my husband will definitely get suspicious. So I won't return. However..."
She paused for a moment, sipped her tea, and continued, "I'll be back next month. So tell them not to worry."
"All right, I understand." A sigh came from behind her. "Enjoy your winter, young lady."
