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 already on the

and a

still gets up so early. Where does he

while she was still asleep, Jackson

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

garage after breakfast, Jackson

Jackson pulled open the door and made a gesture motioning her to get on

your full-time driver

to be my driver. I

grandfather's idea. Ask Anthony if

was too kind

up the phone

was really Grandpa's

to look up to you, you have to show some real skills. What can you

Dolcie sat in the rear of the car. She was a cleanliness

If you can't arrive before 9 'clock, I

Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

first time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such a

twirled the button and a loud

and sound filled

was speechless. "It's so noisy.

driving on the main road. Suddenly he found

at this time at the

trial and error, Jackson could tell there must

the window, and paid

me? I

of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard

and

the handrail,

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

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

was, of course, the reflection of the

There was a sniper!

the pedal, turned the steering wheel again, and the

back, and a strong push came

her first thought was, this guy was