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 that breakfast was

rolls, and a bowl of

gets up so early. Where does he

Jackson was an early riser, and while she was still asleep, Jackson had

back of the yard, muttering something, which made her suspect that Jackson was

at the garage after breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for her

approaching, Jackson pulled open the door and made a gesture motioning

I'll be your full-time driver from

"I don’t need you to be my driver.

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

away. Grandpa was too kind to

she hung up

really

want others to look up to you, you have to show some real skills. What can you do to be

She was a cleanliness person. There was no

up, it is going to be late. If you can't arrive

this, Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

first time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such a small space. She

twirled the button and a loud song

intense rhythm and sound filled

so noisy. Change another

on the main road. Suddenly he

it coincidental to appear at

and error, Jackson

the car, rolled down the window, and paid attention to

hear me?

was a flash of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on

spun around almost 180 degrees, and the sudden twist made Dolcie's

the handrail,

are you doing? Tell me if you can't drive.

small pop, and a bullet ripped through the air

course, the reflection of the

There was a sniper!

the steering wheel again, and the

thrown back, and a

first thought was, this guy