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.

much of a cook, but he seemed to be doing fine as Karina’s assistant, handling tasks

to me, not moving

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

time to put it

to wait until the oil is hot. You’re so sharp at work, 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

he cooked wasn’t for me. I laughed to myself and turned to admire the sea, tuning out their

felt Russel take my hand, asking, “Does it

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

feeling heartbroken? Seeing your wife’s hand

relationship, presumably to remind Neil of his current status. But she was overthinking. Neil had already chosen her, which meant his

on my hand slightly, “Yes, it

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

days have no regard for the environment. It’s probably some discarded trash. It’s normal for ropes to

respond and just looked

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

unique

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 have real crabs, but

can always get another one,” Neil

a dog. I heard it was a white Tibetan

“How did he know?” and

He wants a dog, and

Tibetan mastiff, Daisy, was now at my house, living with my