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.

finished washing, and went downstairs to find that breakfast

rolls, and a

up so

and while she was still asleep, Jackson had prepared

at the back of the yard, muttering something, which made her

at the garage after breakfast, Jackson had

Jackson pulled open the door and made a gesture

Dolcie, I'll be your full-time driver from now

her eyebrow. "I don’t need you to be

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

was too kind

a while, she hung up the phone

was really Grandpa's

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

the rear of the car. She was a cleanliness person. There

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

Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

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

button and a loud

rhythm and sound

speechless. "It's so noisy. Change another

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

to appear at

Jackson could tell there must

slowed down the car, rolled down the window,

hear me?

and Jackson stepped on the

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

at the handrail, feeling

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

small pop, and a bullet ripped

light was, of course, the reflection

There was a sniper!

ignored Dolcie, stepped on the pedal, turned the steering wheel again, and the

was thrown back, and a strong push

first