Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee by Lily Foster

Chapter 216 The One in the Dream

Lines of data codes flashed rapidly across the screen. Although Aylin couldn’t decipher their specific meanings, she recognized that this was IT hacking technology.

The man before her seemed to be teaching, her something “Here, give it a try yourself.” The man carefully instructed.

And it seemed as if her body was acting on its own accord, her hands automatically typing away on the keyboard.

She wanted to get closer to see the man’s face clearly and ask who he was, but her hands and feet seemed to be controlled, unable to move at all.

The man’s praise was pleasant to hear, “You’ve done very well. In just a few short months, you’ve already surpassed your master.”

“Of course!” she heard her own voice filled with joy and ambition, “After all, you admire strong people, so I must strive to be even better than you!”

He was rendered speechless.

After struggling intensely, she couldn’t act according to her will in the dream. Instead, it was Aylin who completely woke up from the dream.

She sat up in bed, her long hair draped over her shoulders, panting for breath.

Upon raising my head, I realized that the sky had already begun to brighten. Surprisingly, this dream had lasted the entire night.

Upon touching my weary eyes, I surprisingly find the corners damp, with traces of unshed tears lingering above.

Aylin felt as if she was in another world, her entire being floating as if she was no longer part of the mortal realm. It took her a while to snap out of her dreamlike state and realize that something was amiss.

She had no recollection of the man in her dream, yet their interactions were inexplicably intimate. Just a few words exchanged between them were enough to fill Aylin with a sense of inexplicable sorrow, leaving her overwhelmed with melancholy.

How strange…

Even so, the man kept calling her “Ayl” affectionately, which was too intimate. Robert had never called her that way before.

Who is this person?

reason. Unable to sleep, she decided to get up

stairs, her long hair was already tied into a gentle, casual low ponytail. She wore

room, John, who was instructing the housekeeper, immediately noticed her pale

nodded at him, “Good

couldn’t help but worry for

forehead and said, “Hmm, I don’t know why, but lately, I’ve been

furrowed his brow, unable to hide his concern. “I’ve often heard Mr. Gardner mention that Ms. Koch has been suffering from insomnia lately. Have you been

was well aware of the

dreams, and she didn’t want John to worry, so she waved her hand and said, “It’s

hands together. “How about I make

“nerve-calming,” Aylin suddenly thought of something else that could calm her nerves – a skill she had put aside for several years. That was perfume

it’s just for nerve-calming, I have

me prepare

wants to

Perfume making was something you were really good at before, Ms. Koch.

“It’s no big deal, I

Koch family for many years, and since he was just like a family member to Aylin, she naturally

slightly unfocused, as if thoughts had traveled

Old Mrs. Koch’s skills in perfume making are unparalleled. I’ve never met anyone better at

only is she well-versed in literature and poetry, but she

remarkable woman,

all delicate and, although a woman, she possessed strong leadership

supporting the entire Koch family with her child, was advised by some to remarry.

the art of perfume making from Lydia,

He picked out

the ones you frequently use. Please take a

table, feeling the exquisite quality of