Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled

Chapter 394

Russel exhaled a

of relief as he took my hand, “I had a chat with Karina downstairs. If you ever need me, just call, and I’ll be right back.”

He was honest about it, not hiding the fact that he had spent time with Karina.

I said nothing, not feeling jealous or discontent. I was just somewhat puzzled. What could they have possibly discussed? What common ground did they share?

Once we returned to our room, Russel noticed my silence. Assuming I was scared, he brought me water and comforted me.

Still, his tender gestures didn’t make me feel any better.

“Russel, what did you talk about with Karina?” I finally asked.

Russel looked surprised, and a smile played on his lips, “Why? Are you jealous? Or are you worried that we’re plotting something?”

I found his assumption strange, I was merely curious about their conversation, not suspecting any conspiracy.

Seeing my bewilderment, Russel ruffled my hair, “Don’t worry. There’s nothing going on between us. She just wanted to talk about Serena and Brandon. She’s a bit paranoid and thinks Brandon looks like Neil. She keeps asking me for reassurance.”

Karina’s suspicion about Serena and Brandon was no surprise. When I first saw that

scare today. You should rest. I’ll sleep

It was late and the issue about the elevator accident could have been

choices. The choices were diving together to catch seafood and

been a while

experienced diver. Following the guidance of staff, we boarded a yacht. Each couple had their own yacht. Once out

had been fascinated with it for a time and even dived with Stella. Today, she and Mitch chose

seafood as possible.” I joked with Russel, “We don’t want to

wetsuit, carrying an oxygen tank. After giving me an okay sign,

and caught a shrimp the size of my palm. I returned to the yacht, feeling

diving was not only about the catch but also the sense of freedom swimming like a fish. After wandering around underwater for a while,

as I was swimming up, I felt something swimming below me. I soon found I couldn’t move as my ankle was

rope.

different color than mine. It was rosy red. I

running low and tried to swim back down to cut the rope. But without any tools underwater, it was

thin line.

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and wondered where Russel was, and if

he dived down, it would have probably been

found a sharp rock on the seabed and tried to cut the rope. When that failed, I found a piece of broken glass. That was my lifeline! Just as my oxygen was about to run out, I managed to