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.

had never been much of a cook, but he seemed to be

to me, not moving unless

did you put that in so soon?” Karina suddenly asked, sounding both amused and slightly exasperated.

“Wasn’t it time

but still a bit clueless in the kitchen,” Karina sounded both frustrated and fond. “I remember the first time you made me eggs. You put them in before the oil was hot. The taste

to

Russel take my hand,

it was bearable. I nodded, “Yeah, but it’s okay. Don’t worry.”

heartbroken? Seeing your wife’s hand injured, wish the

Neil of his current status. But she was overthinking. Neil had already

tightened his grip on my hand slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I should’ve taken better

your fault. It’s just strange how that rope appeared underwater and wrapped around my foot,” I said, watching Karina

probably some discarded trash. It’s normal for ropes to knot up in the currents. You just had some bad luck, Ms. Finch.”

and just looked at my wounded

me, but it was normal, devoid of any extra emotion. It

some unique feelings for me,

to coax it out with imitation crab sticks,” Karina was lost in her sweet memories with Neil, her expression full of girlish charm. “You always said that those crab sticks were fake and that

always get another one,”

dog. I heard it was a white Tibetan mastiff. Where is

surprised, “How did he know?” and then turned

at me, then broke into a smile, “He heard it from his grandma. He wants a dog, and his grandma

with my parents. I wondered if she still remembered Neil, her first owner.