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.”

about Serena and Brandon was no surprise. When I first saw that Hiram looked

a scare today. You should rest. I’ll sleep on the

It was late and the issue about the elevator accident

couple of choices. The choices were diving together to catch seafood and preparing a meal from our catch, or engaging in activities

chose diving. It had been a while since I tried it.

diver. Following the guidance of staff, we boarded a yacht. Each couple had their own yacht. Once out at sea, we began to dive. Lunch

was a decent diver. I had been fascinated with it for a time and even dived with Stella. Today, she and Mitch chose bungee jumping

Try to gather as much seafood as possible.” I joked with Russel, “We don’t want to go hungry

tank. After giving me an okay sign, we both dived into the water, leaving a staff member in charge of the yacht.

size of my palm. I returned to

freedom swimming like a fish. After wandering around underwater for a while, I decided to

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

rope.

swam by. I could tell that it was a woman from her build. Her wetsuit was a different color than mine. It was rosy red. I waved desperately, hoping she would

to cut the rope. But without any tools underwater, it was a daunting task. The rope was

thin line.

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where Russel was, and if he would have noticed my absence and

down, it would have probably been

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 sever the rope. My hand was cut in the process, but seeing my blood disperse in the