Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

Chapter 217 Not Many Years to Live

John, holding a freshly brewed hot coffee, walked over and saw this scene. His face changed immediately, hurriedly putting down the coffee cup and helping her to the couch.

“What’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”

John helped her sit down on the couch, and Aylin leaned back slightly, taking deep breaths for a while before she finally felt a little better.

She panted and rubbed her temples, “I don’t know either, I just felt like this when I suddenly smelled the scent of sage.

Could it be that I haven’t dealt with perfume ingredients for such a long time? But that shouldn’t be the case…”

Aylin is highly skilled in perfume making; one could say she grew up immersed in various perfume ingredients. John had never seen her react so strongly to any perfume ingredient before.

After a moment of contemplation, his expression grew increasingly worried. “Ms. Koch, could it be… the aftereffects of that explosion? Perhaps you should get yourself checked out again?”

“It probably isn’t.”

Aylin shook her head, “In the past three years, I’ve occasionally had this headache when I’m tired. If I rest well, it’s fine. It’s probably because I’ve been under too much pressure lately.”

Managing the company, investigating Hanson’s case, and dealing with Gavyn who was as clingy as chewing gum, each matter was draining her energy.

John handed over the coffee cup, still feeling a bit uneasy, “Apart from the headache, are there any other unusual symptoms with Ms. Koch?”

Aylin lowered her eyes and fell silent for a moment before saying, “Yes.”

“What else?” John became nervous.

“Recently, I’ve been having some really strange dreams that are quite baffling.”

“Strange dream?”

this kind of trouble, and was momentarily stunned. “What exactly is this dream that’s bothering you so much, Ms. Koch? I’ve

dream, it seems like I had a close relationship with a man. He taught me things and addressed me affectionately. But I

felt

goes, our thoughts during the day influence our dreams at night. Could it be that Ms. Koch had seen him before, but she just couldn’t remember?” This was the only reasonable explanation

“No, I don’t know him at

this person,

came to see Aylin with an exquisite paper bag in his hand. Hearing their conversation, he paused for a moment, and a hint of hidden complexity

lowered his head, exhaling slowly,

her dreams, John couldn’t help but worry. He

need, don’t hesitate to tell me. Although I may not have many years left,

what nonsense are

face and said, “Stop it, don’t say things

“Mr. Gardner!”

toward something behind Aylin, and she turned her head to see Robert, who had quietly

sound when you came in!” she exclaimed

not like I’m interrupting you guys just by watching you

by the Yves Saint Laurent counter and saw that they had just released their new spring and summer earrings collection. The blue sapphire is your favorite

priced earrings were described by him as if they

“Thank you, Robert!”

by someone is wonderful. Aylin’s eyes crinkled with a smile, “Robert always

this

unrestrained, as if nothing unreasonable had just happened. “Aylin, you work so hard and always

came up and brewed coffee for the two of