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.

Dolcie finished washing, and went downstairs to find that breakfast was already on the

Fried egg, some spring rolls, and

gets up so early. Where

an early riser, and while she was

of the yard, muttering something, which made her

breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for her

Jackson pulled open the door and made a

Dolcie, I'll be your full-time

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

"It's your grandfather's idea. Ask

right away. Grandpa was too kind to him, and

a while, she hung up

really Grandpa's

I know Grandpa has always been good to you, but if you want others to look up to you, you have to show some real skills.

the car. She was a cleanliness person.

If you can't arrive

Jackson

"Play some music."

the first time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such a small space. She felt a little

and a

intense rhythm and sound filled the

speechless. "It's so noisy. Change

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

to appear at this time at

error, Jackson could

down the window,

you hear me? I am talking to

and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard and

BMW spun around almost 180 degrees, and the

clutched at the

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

was a small pop, and a bullet

was, of course, the reflection

There was a sniper!

pedal, turned the steering wheel again,

thrown back, and a strong

amazement and her first thought was,