King's Back

When Jackson returned home, he found that Dolcie was already back.

Dolcie jumped to her feet when Jackson walked in the door. She thought he would never come back.

But then she realized that she had lost her composure and quickly calmed herself down and walked to Jackson.

"Jackson, if you feel wronged, you can tell me."

Jackson wondered, "Why should I feel wronged?"

Dolcie frowned, and he was still pretending to be fine. Grandpa obviously went to told him everything, but he still pretended to be calm.

"The affair with Serena... Everyone has wronged you. Don't you feel wronged at all?"

Jackson grinned nonchalantly. "I don't care about petty things."

Dolcie was still feeling a little guilty about him. Seeing Jackson's nonchalant attitude, her guilt disappeared immediately.

“You don't care, but I do!”

"I owe you a slap. You can take it back any time you want." Dolcie held high her graceful neck with an air of righteousness.

Jackson paused slightly. "You are going to give it back to me?"

"I don't want to owe you anything. You can beat me now. After you slap me, get back too kitchen and cook for me.”

Jackson was speechless. "I'm not going to hit you. If you're hungry, I'm going to make you chicken soup."

"Chicken soup?"

"Jackson, won't you do something else?"

Dolcie now got sick when she heard chicken soup.

"I can do something else, but you have to have chicken soup."

Dolcie pouted with disgust.

Jackson laughed as he watched Dolcie's angry face.

Dolcie didn’t known that she had been targeted, and Jackson wouldn't tell her.

He would rather let Dolcie be a woman of peace, and let him fend off the dangers.

the next morning, Dolcie finished washing, and went downstairs to find

some spring rolls, and a bowl of

gets up so early.

and while she was still asleep, Jackson had prepared the breakfast and went

cross-legged on the ground at the back of the yard, muttering something, which

breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for her

made a gesture motioning her to get on

your

need you to

shrugged. "It's your grandfather's idea. Ask Anthony if

too kind to him, and let this

hung up the phone

was really Grandpa's

Grandpa has always been good to you, but if you want others to look up to you, you have

car. She was a

it is going to be late. If you can't arrive before 9 'clock, I deduct

this, Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

first time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such

twirled the button and a

and

speechless. "It's so noisy. Change

driving on the main road. Suddenly he found he was blocked by a

appear at this

Jackson could

down the window,

you hear me? I am talking to

in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard

BMW spun around almost 180 degrees, and the sudden twist made

at the handrail,

doing? Tell me if you can't drive. Would someone drive like

a small pop, and a bullet ripped through the air into

of course, the reflection of the sniper

There was a sniper!

on the pedal, turned the steering wheel again, and the car roared

a strong push

in amazement and her first thought