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

spring rolls, and a

still gets up so early. Where

an early riser, and while she was still asleep, Jackson had

Jackson sitting cross-legged on the ground at the back of the yard, muttering

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

open the door and made a gesture motioning her to get

I'll be your full-time driver

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

grandfather's idea. Ask Anthony if

was too kind to him, and let this guy be her

a while, she hung up the phone with

was really Grandpa's

you, but if you want others to look up to you, you

sat in the rear of the car. She was a cleanliness person. There was no other man ever sitting in

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

this, Jackson smiled

"Play some music."

time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such a small space.

and a loud song

and

was speechless. "It's so noisy. Change

on the main road. Suddenly he

appear at this time

years of trial and error, Jackson could

the car, rolled down the window, and paid attention

me? I am talking to

there was a flash of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard

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

at the handrail,

doing? Tell me if you can't

small pop, and a

light was, of course, the reflection of the

There was a sniper!

stepped on the pedal, turned the steering wheel again, and the car roared

a strong push came over

her first thought was, this guy