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.

a cook, but he seemed to be doing fine as Karina’s assistant,

me, not moving unless

soon?” Karina suddenly asked, sounding

time to

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

for me. I laughed to myself and turned to

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

did hurt a little, but it was bearable. I nodded, “Yeah, but it’s

overheard and teased, “Russel, are you feeling heartbroken? Seeing your wife’s hand injured, wish the wound was on you

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

tightened his grip on my hand slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I

appeared underwater and wrapped around my foot,” I

trash. It’s normal for ropes

just looked

gaze sometimes rested on me, but it was normal, devoid of any extra emotion. It was as if his panic when he dived to save

he still had some unique feelings for me,

out with imitation crab sticks,” Karina was lost in

another

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

did he know?” and then turned to look at me.

wants a dog, and his grandma told him about the white dog you used to have. He remembered

living with my parents. I wondered if she