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.

had never been much of a cook, but he seemed to be doing fine

to me, not moving unless Karina called him

did you put that in so soon?” Karina suddenly asked, sounding

time to put it

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 time you made me eggs. You put them in

wasn’t for me. I laughed to

felt Russel take my hand, asking, “Does it hurt much?”.

it was bearable. I

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

current status. But she was overthinking. Neil had

“Yes, it hurts.

just strange how that rope appeared underwater and wrapped around my foot,” I said, watching Karina carefully for her reaction.

no regard for the environment. It’s probably some discarded trash. It’s normal for ropes to

didn’t respond and just looked

It was as if his panic when he dived to save me was just

he still had some unique feelings for me, but it didn’t

remember when we first got together, we encountered a white 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 crab meat. Now we have

always get another one,” Neil

you used to have a dog. I heard it was a white Tibetan mastiff. Where is it now?” Karina

did he know?” and

from his grandma. He wants a dog, and

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