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

some spring rolls, and a bowl of preserved egg

so early. Where does he

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

back of the yard, muttering something, which made her

arrived at the garage after breakfast, Jackson had

and made a gesture motioning her

I'll be your full-time

eyebrow. "I don’t need you to

your grandfather's idea. Ask Anthony if you

too kind to him,

hung up the phone with

was really

been good to you, but if you want others to look up to you, you have to show some real skills. What can you do to

sat in the rear of the car. She was a

is going to be late. If you can't arrive before 9

Jackson smiled

"Play some music."

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

button and a

intense rhythm and

"It's so noisy. Change another

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

it coincidental to appear at this time

trial and error, Jackson could tell there must be something

down the

you hear me? I am talking

flash of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard and turned the steering

180 degrees, and the

clutched at the

me if you can't drive. Would someone drive

small pop, and

the reflection

There was a sniper!

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

thrown back, and a strong

first thought was,