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.”

seemed plausible. Karina’s suspicion about Serena and Brandon was no surprise. When I first saw that Hiram looked so

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

late and the issue about the elevator accident could have been dealt with by the hotel staff

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

It had been a while since

yacht. Each couple had their own yacht. Once out at

for a time and even dived

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

After giving me an okay sign, we both dived into the water, leaving

some clams and caught a shrimp the size of my palm. I returned to the yacht,

diving was not only about the catch but also the sense of freedom swimming like a fish. After wandering around underwater for

I was swimming up, I felt something swimming below me. I soon found I couldn’t move

rope.

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

down to cut the rope. But without any tools underwater, it was

thin line.

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Russel was, and if he would have noticed

he dived down, it would have probably been too late.

a sharp rock on the seabed and tried to cut the rope. When that failed, I found a piece of broken glass. That was my lifeline! Just as my oxygen was about to run out,

my head broke the surface, I heard my name, “Irene Finch!”