Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 394

Russel exhaled a

of relief as he took my hand, “I had a chat with Karina downstairs. If you ever need me, just call, and I’ll be right back.”

He was honest about it, not hiding the fact that he had spent time with Karina.

I said nothing, not feeling jealous or discontent. I was just somewhat puzzled. What could they have possibly discussed? What common ground did they share?

Once we returned to our room, Russel noticed my silence. Assuming I was scared, he brought me water and comforted me.

Still, his tender gestures didn’t make me feel any better.

“Russel, what did you talk about with Karina?” I finally asked.

Russel looked surprised, and a smile played on his lips, “Why? Are you jealous? Or are you worried that we’re plotting something?”

I found his assumption strange, I was merely curious about their conversation, not suspecting any conspiracy.

Seeing my bewilderment, Russel ruffled my hair, “Don’t worry. There’s nothing going on between us. She just wanted to talk about Serena and Brandon. She’s a bit paranoid and thinks Brandon looks like Neil. She keeps asking me for reassurance.”

suspicion about Serena and Brandon was no surprise. When I first saw that Hiram looked so much like Neil, I had my

today. You should rest. I’ll sleep on the couch.” Russel

the elevator

diving together to catch seafood and preparing a meal from our catch, or engaging in activities like rock

diving. It had been a while since I tried

an experienced diver. Following the guidance of staff, we boarded a yacht. Each couple had their own yacht. Once out at sea, we began to dive.

it for a time and even dived with Stella. Today, she and Mitch chose bungee

much seafood as possible.” I joked with Russel, “We don’t want to

oxygen tank. After giving me an okay sign, we both dived into the water, leaving a staff member in

caught a shrimp the size of my palm.

swimming like a fish. After wandering around underwater for a while, I decided to go back up due to

below me. I soon found I couldn’t move as my ankle was tangled in some sort

rope.

than mine. It was rosy red. I waved desperately, hoping she would notice me. She did, but after a glance, she swam away,

and tried to swim back down to cut the rope. But without any tools underwater, it was a daunting task. The rope was thick, not some

thin line.

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I used up more oxygen. Soon I felt weak and wondered where Russel

it would have probably

my oxygen was about to run out, I managed to sever the rope. My hand was cut in the process, but seeing my blood disperse in the water, I bore the pain and

my head broke the surface, I heard my name,