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.

of a cook, but he seemed to be doing fine as Karina’s assistant,

not moving unless

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

surprised, “Wasn’t it time to put it

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

I laughed to

my hand, asking, “Does it hurt

did hurt a little, but it was bearable.

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

status. But she was overthinking. Neil had already chosen her, which meant

tightened his grip on my hand slightly, “Yes, it hurts. I

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

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

didn’t respond and just looked at my wounded hand.

me, but it was normal, devoid of any extra emotion. It was as

he still had some unique feelings for me, but it

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

get another

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

he know?” and then

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