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.

a cook, but he seemed to be doing fine as Karina’s assistant, handling tasks like washing the vegetables.

me, not moving unless Karina

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

it time to

work, but still a bit clueless in the kitchen,” Karina sounded both frustrated and fond. “I remember the first time you made me

I laughed to

take my hand, asking, “Does it

it was bearable. I nodded, “Yeah, but

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

to remind Neil of his current status. But she

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

and wrapped around my foot,” I said,

for the environment. It’s probably some discarded trash. It’s normal for

didn’t respond and just looked at

devoid of any extra emotion. It was as if his panic when he dived to save me

had some unique feelings for me,

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

always get another one,”

that you used to have a dog. I heard it was a white Tibetan mastiff.

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

also looked at me, then broke into a smile, “He heard it from his grandma. He wants a dog, and his grandma told him