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.

Neil had never been much of a cook, but he seemed to be doing fine as Karina’s assistant, handling tasks like washing the

moving

in so soon?” Karina

“Wasn’t it time

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 was… well, it wasn’t great, but I’ve found myself missing that

cooked wasn’t for me. I laughed to myself and turned to admire the

felt Russel take my hand, asking, “Does

hurt a little, but it was bearable.

heartbroken? Seeing your wife’s

made a point of highlighting Russel and my relationship, presumably to remind Neil of his current status.

slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I should’ve

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

the environment. It’s probably some discarded trash. It’s normal for ropes to knot up in the currents.

and just looked at my wounded

emotion. It was as if his panic when he dived to

was sure he still had some unique feelings for me,

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 they were not real crab meat. Now we

another

used to have a dog. I heard it was a white Tibetan mastiff. Where is it now?” Karina asked curiously.

surprised, “How did he know?” and

“He heard it from his grandma. He wants a dog, and his grandma told him about the white dog you used to have. He

was now at my house, living with my parents. I wondered if she still remembered Neil,