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,

tied into a gentle, casual low ponytail. She wore a soft knitted cardigan, and the housekeepers made way for

John, who was instructing the housekeeper, immediately noticed her pale complexion. He hurried over and said, “Good morning,

him, “Good morning,

brow and couldn’t help but worry for her.

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

to hide his concern. “I’ve often heard Mr. Gardner mention that Ms. Koch has been suffering

was well aware of

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

about I make

else that could calm her nerves – a skill she had put aside for several years.

have a solution.” Aylin sat down on the

please help me prepare some

wants to

making was something you were really good at before, Ms. Koch. I still treasure the

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

he was just like a family member to Aylin, she naturally

help but become slightly

but exclaim, “That’s true! Old Mrs. Koch’s skills in perfume making are unparalleled. I’ve never met anyone better at it in

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

remarkable woman,

all delicate and, although a woman, she possessed strong leadership qualities. She managed her subordinates well, and they all respected

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

perfume making from Lydia, and John had

picked out a few commonly used perfume ingredients and carefully arranged

I’ve brought the ones you frequently use.

fingertips gently caressed each porcelain plate on the table, feeling the exquisite quality of neroli,