Lydia froze for a moment, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Mrs. Monroe, where are you going?"

"I'm going abroad, and I'll be gone for a long time. Please take care of Lyon and Mason for me," I said.

It took Lydia a moment to process what she had just heard. When she finally did, she hurriedly reassured me, "Don't worry. I'll take good care of them."

I smiled gratefully. "Thank you, Lydia."

After we talked, I turned and began walking toward the door, where Lyon and Mason were waiting to take me to the airport.

The drive was silent. Over an hour later, the car pulled up to the airport...