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.

cook, but he seemed to be doing fine

moving unless Karina called

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

looked 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

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

Russel take my hand, asking, “Does it hurt

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

your wife’s hand injured, wish the wound was on you instead?”

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

hand slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I should’ve taken better care

how that rope appeared underwater and wrapped around my foot,” I

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

and just looked at my wounded

It was as if his

some unique feelings for me, but it didn’t

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

another one,”

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

looked surprised, “How did he know?” and then turned to look

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

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