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.

been much of a cook, but he seemed to be doing

me, not moving unless Karina

soon?” Karina suddenly asked, sounding both amused

looked surprised, “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

laughed to myself and turned to admire the sea,

my hand, asking, “Does

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

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

of highlighting 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 for her

his grip on my hand slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I should’ve taken better

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

regard for the environment. It’s probably some discarded trash. It’s normal for ropes to knot

looked at my

it was normal, devoid of any extra emotion. It was as if his panic when

sure he still had some unique feelings for me, but

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 that those crab sticks were fake and that

another one,” Neil

it was a white Tibetan mastiff.

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

it from his grandma. He wants a dog, and

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