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

Fried egg, some spring rolls, and a bowl of preserved

up so

and while she was still asleep, Jackson had prepared

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

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

pulled open the door and made a

I'll be your full-time

eyebrow. "I don’t need you to be my driver. I will ride my

Ask Anthony if

kind to him, and let

up

was really

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 cleanliness person. There

late. If you can't arrive before 9 'clock,

this, Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

been alone in such a small space. She

twirled the button and

intense rhythm and sound filled

"It's so noisy. Change

on the main road. Suddenly he found he was blocked by a hit-and-run car

to appear at this time

Jackson could tell

he slowed down the car, rolled down the window, and paid

you hear me? I

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

BMW spun around almost 180 degrees, and the sudden twist made

the handrail, feeling

Tell me if you can't

pop, and a bullet

course, the reflection of

There was a sniper!

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

and a strong push

in amazement and her first thought was, this guy was