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?

apparent reason. Unable to

low ponytail. She wore

immediately noticed her pale

him, “Good

but worry for her. “Ms. Koch, you don’t look too well today. Did you not

I don’t know why, but lately, I’ve

mention that Ms. Koch has been suffering from insomnia lately. Have you been under too

aware of the importance of

she didn’t want John to worry, so she waved her hand

can’t just ignore this,” John said, rubbing his hands together. “How about I make some nerve-calming celery soup for

something else that could calm her nerves – a skill

it’s just for nerve-calming, I have a solution.” Aylin sat

help me

Koch wants to make

“Great, great! Perfume making was something you were really good

without any arrogance, “It’s no big deal, I learned all this from Grandma

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

slightly unfocused, as if thoughts had traveled to a distant

exclaim, “That’s true! Old Mrs. Koch’s skills in perfume making

comes from an aristocratic family background. Not only is she well-versed in literature and poetry, but she

woman, well-known both

young ladies. She was not at all delicate and, although a woman, she

by some to remarry. However, she scolded them in return, displaying her

had mastered the art of perfume making from Lydia, and John had witnessed her skills

look. He picked out a few commonly used perfume ingredients and carefully

you frequently use. Please take

the table, feeling the exquisite quality of neroli, patchouli, and