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.

to be doing fine

to me, not moving unless

in so soon?” Karina suddenly asked, sounding both amused and

it time to

remember the first time you made me eggs. You put them in before the oil was hot. The taste was… well, it wasn’t

I laughed to myself and turned to admire the sea, tuning out

take my hand, asking,

did hurt a little, but it was bearable. I

are you feeling heartbroken? Seeing your wife’s

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

“Yes, it hurts.

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

trash. It’s normal for

just looked

emotion. It was as if his panic

he still had some unique feelings for me,

white stray dog? It would always hide under 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 expression full of girlish charm. “You always said

another one,” Neil replied.

mentioned that you used to have a dog. I heard it was a white Tibetan

he know?” and then turned

wants a dog, and his grandma told him

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

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