Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 395

“I’m fine.” I suppressed the fleeting thought that raced through my mind. I wasn’t sure if others also wore those rosy red diving suits. After all, we weren’t the only couples out on the waves.

I was fine; my palm just needed some medical attention. The yacht was equipped with a first-aid kit, and Russel carefully treated my wound and bandaged it up.

By the time we had finished, it was time for lunch. Karina proposed, “Neil, why don’t we prepare lunch here with Ms. Finch and her partner? What do you

think?”

She and Neil had caught some fresh seafood, which she’d brought on deck.

“Let’s just head back to the hotel,” Russel declined quickly.

But I agreed, “It’s okay. Let’s all eat together. My hand is injured, so I might not be much help with the cooking.”

Karina laughed off my concern, “No worries. I’ll do the cooking. You guys can sample my culinary skills.”

Without waiting for a response, she changed into more comfortable clothes and began preparing the meal.

I sat quietly, watching Karina hustle about. The open-air kitchen on the deck was well-equipped, and Karina seemed to handle everything with ease. Her skills suggested she cooked frequently.

She had been living abroad with her child, and given her affection for the child, it didn’t surprise me that she’d learned to cook.

“Neil, could you get me some ginger?” Karina asked gently.

of a cook, but he seemed to

to me, not moving unless Karina called him over.

so soon?” Karina suddenly asked, sounding both amused

looked surprised, “Wasn’t it time to

remember the first time you made me eggs. You put them in before

for me. I laughed to myself and turned to admire

felt Russel take my hand, asking, “Does it hurt much?”.

but it was bearable. I nodded, “Yeah, but it’s okay.

your wife’s hand injured, wish

relationship, presumably to remind Neil of his current status. But she

hand slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I should’ve taken better care

underwater and wrapped around my foot,” I said, watching Karina carefully

It’s probably some discarded trash. It’s normal for ropes to knot

didn’t respond and just looked at

any extra emotion. It was as if his panic when he dived to save me was

he still had some unique feelings

your car whenever you came to pick me up. I’d have to coax it out with imitation crab sticks,” Karina was lost in her sweet memories with Neil, her

another one,” Neil

a dog. I heard it was a white Tibetan mastiff. Where is it now?” Karina

“How did he know?” and then

looked at me, then broke into a smile, “He heard it from his grandma. He wants a dog, and his grandma told him about the white dog you used

now at my house, living with my parents.