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.

he seemed to be doing fine as Karina’s

to me, not moving unless Karina

soon?” Karina

surprised, “Wasn’t it time 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 hot. The taste

time he cooked wasn’t for me. I laughed to myself and

take my hand, asking,

hurt a little, but it was bearable. I nodded, “Yeah, but it’s okay. Don’t

teased, “Russel, are you feeling heartbroken? Seeing your wife’s hand injured, wish the

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

hand slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I

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

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

looked at my

rested on me, but it was normal, devoid of any extra emotion. It was as if

still had some unique feelings for

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 that those crab sticks were fake and that they were not real crab

get another one,” Neil replied.

to have a dog. I heard it was

he know?” and then turned

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

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