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.

next morning, Dolcie finished washing, and went downstairs to

spring rolls, and a bowl of preserved egg

still gets up so early. Where does he

knew Jackson was an early riser, and while she was still asleep, Jackson had prepared the breakfast

the ground at the back of the yard, muttering something, which made her suspect that

at the garage after breakfast, Jackson had been waiting

pulled open the door and made a gesture motioning her to

I'll be your full-time driver from

need you to be my driver. I will

your grandfather's idea. Ask

away. Grandpa was too kind

hung up the

really

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

was a cleanliness person. There was no other man ever

is going to be late. If you can't

Jackson smiled

"Play some music."

Jackson had been alone in such a small space.

the button and

and sound

so noisy.

road. Suddenly

appear at this time at the

years of trial and error, Jackson could tell there must

the window,

you hear me?

and Jackson stepped on the accelerator

around almost 180 degrees, and the sudden twist

the handrail, feeling

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

was a small pop, and a bullet

was, of course, the reflection

There was a sniper!

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

was thrown back, and a

amazement and her first